Dark locks frame a face made for sin, adorned with piercings that beg to be admired. A bed with white sheets and purple trim stands ready, while abstract art watches from the walls. Purple light bathes their form, hiding some secrets but revealing so much more. One cant help but wonder, what tales could those tattoos tell if skin could speak? But wait, theres more! Our beauty trades purple for a rainbow of delights in the second scene. We find them again, now a chameleon of desire. First, a green haired witch, then a redhead with braids holding a glowing jar. Next, a raven haired beauty with chest tattoos among books, followed by a dark haired temptress in blue light. Lastly, a short haired minx in red light and dark clothes. Now, dear reader, what stories do you think lie behind these changing forms? Is our subject a trickster deity come to Earth to tease us mortals? And what secrets do you think that glowing jar holds? What stories do you think those changing scenes could tell if lace could whisper or glowing jars could reveal secrets? Do they make you want to get inked, try on some lace, or perhaps just bask in their glow for hours?