Миготить на балконі, поки ти поклоняєшся моєму тілу, рабе

The wind played with my dress, my heels clicked on the balcony floor and I knew I looked divine. Guys in the building across couldn't stop staring, phones out, drooling and I didn't care one bit. I was too busy enjoying the sun, the breeze and the feeling of power while you all watched like helpless little toys! Come worship me and remember your place!