No monsters. No missions. Just her, the stars, and the whisper of silk under her fingertips. She stretched like a cat in the moonlight, letting her skirt ride up just enough to feel wicked.
The moon was full. And so was her imagination.
Because even a magical girl deserves to indulge once in a while... especially when no oneβs watching.
Or so she thought.
XOXO, Ashleigh
Ms Ashleigh Rowan
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