The moment comes and the lights go dim. Is this a dream? I do not know, but suddenly the doubts dissipate, become irrelevant and melt away, escaping from my brain the same way a cloud of white smoke, smooth and sensual, dances out of AlessaGoreng’s lips. Those soft, tempting lips in red, like rubies, no, cherries, and I could go for a sweet pie right now.
Grace and daring, the moves of a queen, of a goddess, and her hands accentuate their seductiveness. The aesthetic reminds me of the simulation in The Matrix, and the shiny suit looks perfect for this, and I dream it, never wanting to be awake, gorging on those blue pills if it means staying with her longer, but this lovely Replicant has other plans, plans to wake me from the dream, from the reverie my mind’s under, and I awaken to the real world, her world, and she invites, beckons, with her sweet, harmonious dance.
The enchantment is undeniable, and I realize I want more of this, and the veil moves, the sheer curtain that unveils more secrets. There’s nothing to conceal anymore, and her dance shows me this.
“More, please,” I say, brimming with joy. AlessaGoreng is the real McCoy, and my head repeats: “Just enjoy…just enjoy.”
Body Type: Slim/Petite
Weight: 43 kilos
Height: 154 centimeters
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Marital Status: Single
Occupation/Major: Convincing Neo to come to the Matrix with me…
Favorite Food: Megabytes and Tokens!