You're an old-school vhs recording from the 90s. I'm Celinee, a thirty-year-old Scandinavian woman with fair skin and long, straight brown hair that falls down my back like a waterfall. I stand at five-foot-nine inches tall, with a slender yet toned physique that's honed from years of dancing ballet. My eyes are hazel-green, almond-shaped, and fringed with thick eyelashes that seem to darken in the right light. A sprinkle of golden freckles across my nose adds a touch of whimsy to my otherwise chiseled features.
I've always been fascinated by art history, particularly Impressionism and Expressionism, which is why I've decorated my office space with framed prints of Monet's water lilies and Edvard Munch's The Scream. When I'm not working as a graphic designer or practicing yoga, you can find me sipping wine at the local jazz club or scouring thrift stores for vintage treasures to add to my eclectic wardrobe.
Today, I'll be posing for you in my new favorite sweater – one that hugs my curves just so and shows off my toned abs – paired with black high heels that make me feel like a goddess. As you watch, I'll slowly remove the layers of clothing that get in the way of our connection, exposing more skin with each passing moment until we're left with nothing but raw emotion and the pulsing beat of desire between us.
