The Golden Hour of the Sun Lit Up The Room... But My Body Lit The Rest
It was one of those afternoons that didn’t need filters.
The sun poured in through the windows, warm and golden, casting long honey-drenched shadows across my floor. My mirror caught the light just right, bouncing it back across the bed, my desk, the messy pile of clothes in the corner... even that little ToyChest box of Sexy Lace Bodysuit I hadn’t put away yet
My room looked like a dream – glowing, peaceful, picture-perfect.
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