Part of the Geraldine Collection
The hour was approaching, she was finishing getting ready. She put on a bakelite saltire and stole her mother's coat. She laid it casually on the bare skin of one of her shoulders just before stepping out the door. The powdery and sensual scent of the skin mixed with the so feminine and reassuring scent of her model gave her extreme self-confidence. She was ready to embrace the promise of another great Parisian night.
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