Dancer
The Butcher and the Lamb
Some days working the clubs was good. Others it was hell on the galaxy. Mystique prayed today it would be better than the last club had been. Just for luck she was wearing her favorite performance costume.
Blue tassels run along the white bikini bra, drawing flagrant attention with each move. A pair of tight white shorts hug her curvaceous rump, more blue tassels on the back and along the hem of her legs. A pair of red stilletto heels adorn her feet, matching her explosive hair that cascades down her back. And for good measure, a blue gem small chained piercing hung from her belly button. Mystique came to win. Her perfectly groomed hair framed the look of determination on her face as she took her place with some of the other girls, waiting for a private order to dance at one of the tables.
[member="Niyla Alura"]
Blue tassels run along the white bikini bra, drawing flagrant attention with each move. A pair of tight white shorts hug her curvaceous rump, more blue tassels on the back and along the hem of her legs. A pair of red stilletto heels adorn her feet, matching her explosive hair that cascades down her back. And for good measure, a blue gem small chained piercing hung from her belly button. Mystique came to win. Her perfectly groomed hair framed the look of determination on her face as she took her place with some of the other girls, waiting for a private order to dance at one of the tables.
[member="Niyla Alura"]