Amelia
Amelia stood impatiently in line at the high end dance club she frequented most weekends. It was chilly out and she was dressed appallingly for the the weather. A sheer, tightly fitting crop top stretched across her chest, amplifying the black lacy bra holding her large tits in place. Her black skirt flowed loosely around her upper thighs and balanced precariously around her hips. Peaking out of her skirt were her guarders, clipped to her thigh high stockings trimmed with lace. She also had “forgotten” to wear panties. Indeed, she was cold; and her nipples were hard as rock, providing proof of the cold as they poked out beneath her bra.
She made her way to the front of the line, and the her favorite bouncer looked her over. Her shoulder length red hair was styled in stylish waves, and a dusting of sexy freckles laid across her nose and under her piercing blue eyes. She was an expert at makeup, making her look extremely high end and alluring.