Akila,
Akila fidgeted as she watched herself in the mirror. For a long moment, she couldn't take her eyes off of her reflection.
She looked like a total stranger, even though the eyes that were staring back were hers.
Heba had surpassed herself this time. She had made her into a seductress dancer.
But unlike that dancer who taught her, Akila didn't were robes. The only thing that was on her chest was a menit-necklace.
It barely reached her breasts, but still, the heavy gold jewelry which was adorned with precious red stones was gorgeous.
Heba had her wheat hair styled the same as the dancer, and it also was adorned with bits and pieces of gold.
On both of her arms, there were two thick swirling cobra arm cuffs, along with some golden tattoos that were drawn with liquid gold.
Her small beaded skirt was made of small strips of silk, along with beads and golden chains.
