Turning the dial sharply, Angelina hides the device behind her back. She backs up to her bed with a wide grin on her face, her dark lips bulging over perfect white teeth. She spins around, her hair twisting around in a spiral about her face, coming to rest as she does on the sheets of her bed. She motions for you to join her, and as if mesmerized, you float, or so it feels, across the floor.
Sitting on the end of the bed, with one knee flat on the sheets, you look at Angelina roll onto her stomach closer to you. With one hand resting on her cheek, and the other holding the transposer, she smiles, swinging her legs over her back, her tall; black boots gleam in the sunlight filtering through windowshade. She pounces, flipping to her knees beside you, and instantly there is a glow of light in the air.
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