Why hide the obvious? Legs are very much a phallic symbol, and what better symbol than my perfectly toned, pale, long pins? Such a convenient, yet arousing pretext to indulge in your testosterone-filled fantasies... What wouldn't you do for my legs, anyway?

A genuine, extremely pleasurable Ericksonian mindfuck designed to keep you in a light daze, using covert induction, confusion techniques and double-blinds, with the usual dose of NLP I am known for...