The girl in the closet: It is not my fault

It is not my fault

It is not my fault

It's not my fault if you smiled at me and my mouth fell madly in love with your lips, if you looked at me and your eyes were imprisoned in mine, if I fell insanely in love with your skin with just the touch of your fingers. It is not my fault.
 
A beautiful woman in love wearing a pretty white dress with sinuous shiny tan tights

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