Je brosse mes cheveux longs avec des ongles aiguilles extrêmement longs

Imagine, my drone, a serene outdoor pool, its water shimmering under the soft glow of the morning sun. The day is calm, a gentle breeze rustling the leaves, carrying with it the scent of blooming flowers and fresh morning dew. You are drawn to this place, knowing that something magical is about to unfold. From the shadows, I emerge. My silhouette is framed by the soft light of the sun, my presence commanding and irresistible. I walk with a grace that is almost otherworldly, my every step a dance of elegance and power. My waist-length dark wavy hair flows behind me, a cascade of midnight that shimmers in the morning light. As I approach the pool, the air thickens with anticipation. You watch, captivated, unable to look away, as I move with purpose and poise. My long, sharp fingernails glint in the sunlight, a tantalizing promise of what’s to come. I sit gracefully by the edge of the pool, my movements smooth and mesmerizing. With a deliberate motion, Everything I do is mesmerizing.