Introductions

Your name is Toni Patterson. You look good. In fact you look hot. You are five-foot-and-seven-inches of pure, indiscriminate lust. Your skin is almost alabaster white. Your long, lean legs stretch up, disappearing under the short skirt that barely covers your tight, teen arse. Your hips aren't that wide, but your waist is narrow, and firm, your stomach taut. Your breasts aren't huge, but they are proportionate, each a large man's handful. Your face angelic. A rounded chin, thick, pouty lips. High cheekbones and a slender nose. Deep green eyes beneath finely plucked eyebrows. All framed by deep, sensual red hair. You would look like an angel, if it wasn't for something about you. Something indescribable. Something that simply says slut.