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The fluorescent lights above the fitting room mirror made my pale skin look almost translucent. I loved how they accentuated my features - my bright blue eyes sparkled like diamonds under their glow. My blonde hair cascaded down my back in loose waves, framing my petite face. I struck a pose, aware that the man with short brown hair and a long beard was watching me from across the room.
He seemed lost in thought, oblivious to my seductive gaze. His eyes flickered up towards mine briefly before he looked away again. I didn't mind; it only added to the mystery of him. He had been standing there for what felt like an eternity, yet we hadn't exchanged a word. The tension between us was palpable.
I let out a soft sigh as I began to undress, my eyes locked on his. My gaze was challenging, daring him to look away. He didn't flinch, though - his eyes remained fixed on me, drinking in every inch of my exposed skin. A shiver ran down my spine as I realized that this stranger knew exactly how to make me feel vulnerable and desirable at the same time.
How do you think he'd react if I approached him now? Would he be shy or bold? Or would we just continue to stand here, lost in our own thoughts, unsure of what to say or do next? The possibilities were endless...
