jenny-stoogette

The midday sun hung high in the sky, casting shimmering ripples across the surface of the luxurious pool nestled within the opulent confines of the mansion in the heart of Miami Florida. The owner of said mansion was Renee Dubois. A former model turned designer, Renee was famous in the fashion world. She had achieved a level of notoriety outside of the industry where her name alone carried a level of fame and weight to it. Renee was a striking woman. In her mid-forties, she had a layer of maturity and confidence that stood in start contrast to the models that she frequently employed. Her body was lean but toned. Her eyes betrayed her age as the eyes of someone who has seen and heard it all, while her face and skin kept themselves devoid of wrinkles thanks to an extensive skincare routine. And her skin was on full display in that moment as she lay reclined gracefully on a plush sun lounger, basking in the warmth as if absorbing the very essence of luxury. Draped in a barely-there bikini