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I just left my wax appointment, and my skin is feeling silky smooth, soft, and dangerously sexy. Now I’m headed to Sephora to spoil myself a little — picking up irresistible perfumes, glossy body oils, and lotions that leave my skin glowing and touchable. There’s something so addictive about smelling delicious, feeling confident, and knowing every inch of me is soft enough to tempt wandering hands. When I got to the store, I knew exactly what I wanted —- a perfume that would make someone lean in closer, a body oil that would leave my skin shimmering under dim lights, and a lotion soft enough to make hands want to linger. The second I walked through the doors; the smell of expensive perfume wrapped around me like temptation. I tested fragrances on my wrists, letting each scent melt into my skin while imagining late-night kisses against my neck. I needed to find an ass scrub so my lovely tush could be smooth and shine bright. One perfume smelled sweet and innocent at first… until the deeper notes settled in, warm and sinful. That was the one. By the time I reached the checkout counter, my basket was full of little luxuries that made me feel irresistible.
Normally when people mention looking glass they are talking about about one’s own self reflection. When I talk about the looking glass I am talking about my reflection from mirrors. Sometimes even windows and doors, anything that shows my reflection. I often find myself looking through the glass just to check my self out. The way I look at it is you can stare so I can too. And hey I do not blame you, like look at how good look. I can’t even stop looking at my sexy body.
