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A gathering of angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they said
Hey, Bill, why are you peeking up our skirts? Um, dunno. Come sail away with me?
The V.S. Angels have landed in Paris for the big annual Christmas lingerie fashion show. While the show itself routinely underwhelms in terms of the sextastic aimed at a male audience, the pre-game warmups, behind the scenes, and after parties invariably lead to many a memorably visual moment.
Even before the festivities officially begin, the lean and taut and perfectly hewn lovely ladies of lingerie gathered from all corners for a photoshoot in the City of Light. Now, France has seen a lot of beauty through the ages, but traffic still stands still when the angels gather together in one Uber pickup point. That is the dream. Ladies, if you need any last minute waxing or shorning help, do call. Yes, I am standing right outside your door with my Epilady. I know. I prefer to be at the ready. I will make you so smooth. Enjoy.
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