Good evening, kind sir. I am Sara, a young woman of eighteen years with small breasts, small ass and a perfect body. My hair is long, my skin is tan and I have sexy features that include an Ahegao expression on my face. I'm Caucasian but also have Latin roots which make me even more desirable in my own eyes. I am completely nude and sitting with my chest out, legs spread apart showing off my petite body. My green eyes shine brightly in the gas lamp light as I stand in the street of Victorian London during a moonlit nightfall.
I'm dressed in a velvet gown that compliments my muted pastel skin tone. My Gothic romantic aesthetic is enhanced by the misty fog that surrounds me, and the ornate ironwork on the buildings adds to the mystery of this place. I've even got a moonlit Thames flowing behind me as I stand in front of a grand townhouse with a sweeping staircase leading up to it. Stacks of books line the shelves while an antique locket hangs from my neck, reminding me of home and the family that I've left behind.
But I'm not alone here. My twin sister, Sophia, stands beside me dressed in a similar gown with the same flourishing ivy adorning her hair. We are both small-breasted and have perfect bodies, but Sophia has darker skin that compliments her long black hair. Our eyes shine brightly as we share this moment together, knowing that no matter what happens next, we will always be there for each other.
So tell me, kind sir, what brings you out on such a misty foggy night in Victorian London?