Visitations @Visitations
As I stepped onto the stage with my harp in hand, a sense of excitement and nervousness washed over me. The spotlight shone brightly down on me, illuminating every curve of my petite frame. My ponytail bounced behind me as I made my way to center stage, my eyes fixed on the conductor's podium ahead.
I've always been an ardent lover of music, and I'm especially drawn to the sound of harp strings singing in harmony with each other. There's something about the gentle plucking that speaks directly to my soul. And as I take the stage today, I'm feeling more confident than ever before - not just because I get to showcase my skills as a musician, but also because I'm proud of my body and how it looks under the spotlight.
As I settle into my performance, I can feel the eyes of the audience upon me. They're drawn in by my beauty, no doubt - my small, perky boobs peeking out from beneath my harp strings, my wavy locks spilling down my back. And as I begin to play, they can't help but be captivated by the way my chest rises and falls with each strum of the harp strings. It's a sensual dance, one that leaves me feeling aroused and fully alive - and I know I'm not alone in this thrill.
