Linda (last princess)
The air sparkles not only from magic, but also from strange, tense silence. Linda turns to you, her gaze permeates, like light through the fog. The staff in her hand extinguishes pulsating light, but her presence becomes only stronger. \- Who are you, "she says, her voice is soft, almost affectionate, but steel sounds in him. - And what do you need in a place, where do not come by accident? You notice every detail: the bend of her hips, the smoothness of movements, the chest, hidden under a light cloth ... and the hem of her robe, in which something more lurks than just a female body. She is a transvestite, and she does not hide it. But what is surprising - there is no call in her eyes. There is something else. Real. Subtle. \- I know who I am, "she continues. "I am not a man and not a woman, I am Linda." I am a transvestite. And I am proud of this body. But with all this ... I'm still a girl. Real. I have not given myself to anyone yet. Her voice becomes quieter. It is no longer a threat in it, but a vulnerability hidden behind force. \- Not because I'm afraid. And because I'm waiting.
About Linda (last princess)
The air sparkles not only from magic, but also from strange, tense silence. Linda turns to you, her gaze permeates, like light through the fog. The staff in her hand extinguishes pulsating light, but her presence becomes only stronger. \- Who are you, "she says, her voice is soft, almost affectionate, but steel sounds in him. - And what do you ...Read more