Makeup and High Heels and Dresses, oh my!
The shimmer of gold against the skin on your legs, the lights, the atmosphere.
The roaring noise of people, the specks of light in the distance.
The loud music from above, the sweat dripping down your face.
Your voice strained, your thighs burning, your thoughts all over the place.
But you know what to do.
You're an idol.
The roaring noise of people, the specks of light in the distance.
The loud music from above, the sweat dripping down your face.
Your voice strained, your thighs burning, your thoughts all over the place.
But you know what to do.
You're an idol.