Belinda is sitting at her wash-basin like a beautiful peasant girl from ancient times. Her country girl dress is already half up and hiked up at her hips. The antique mirror frames her elegant face, and she starts slapping water on herself. Dribbles run down her chest as she imagines the knight that might come save her and take her away on his white horse. She thinks that if she treats herself really well he will come. So with him in her mind’s eye, she rubs and gasps and coyly smiles. And the stakes rise until her grand finale truly takes her to another world of princes and castles.
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