There she was, her deathly charm quite invisible to the naked eye, tip toeing ever so slightly onto the ballroom, her dainty legs making love to the creamy white mosaic floors, the softest of whispers echoing all over high walls.
Within moments of her sashay, all eyes were riveted on her. The males, the young, the old, and the inbetweens—watched spellbound, their lascivious eyes X-raying her bootilicious charms.
As if acknowledgement, she swayed and moved, taking one curvaceous step after another, nearing, hovering, moving in, closing in on her targets.
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About Sue Vincent
Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye
, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France,
exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent
. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs.
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