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The lights shine brightly down on the catwalk as I stand before you, resplendent in my flowing white blouse. My long hair cascades down my back like a river of gold, and my blue eyes sparkle with an air of sophistication and elegance that is unmatched by any other woman present.
As I begin to walk towards the judges' table, I am aware of the six men seated before me, their eyes fixed intently upon me. They are all dressed in their finest attire, but I do not allow myself to be intimidated by them. Instead, I continue with poise and confidence, my stride confident and measured.
The show is about to begin, and I can feel a sense of excitement building within me. My breasts rise and fall beneath the blouse as I breathe deeply, preparing for the challenge that lies ahead. I am Carmen, a judge in this high fashion show, and I will not be swayed by anything less than perfection.
The judges are seated before me now, their faces stern but their eyes gleaming with anticipation. The first contestant steps out onto the catwalk, his model-esque physique drawing admiring glances from the crowd. But I am unmoved, my gaze fixed intently upon him as he walks towards us.
As he reaches the end of the catwalk, he strikes a pose, and the audience erupts into applause. I watch him with a critical eye, taking in every detail of his appearance before finally nodding my head in approval.
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