Confessions of a Dangerous Doll

Sunday slows the world down.


No schedule to keep.
No role to play.
Just the sound of snow underfoot and the weight of my own attention.


Red stands out because it’s meant to.
Not to be loud—
to be undeniable.


I don’t fight the cold.
I let it clarify things.


What stays.
What moves.
What waits.


Nothing here is accidental.
 

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LAURA OFFICIALLY PERFORMS TWO SHOWS A NIGHT, THREE NIGHTS A WEEK: Yes Laura often dressed for the moments after — and preferred to sit at the long mirrored front bar and preen for the patrons. But the crowds came to hear her tales, her witty monologues, and to see her lip-sync to old Dietrich melodies. She has a sultry wanton stage personality, a bit of the waif, a bit of the ingénue, in awe of her own sensual prowess. She is a magnet that attracts our imaginings, pulling us deeper and deeper into her world of sexual whimsy. Thierry and I sit in the audience and sip her cool verbal posturing like fine dry champagne.

I personally never tire of the backroom ambience while I watch the wigs being donned and listen to the sharp tack-tack of heels hurrying from the room to the show floor. I drink the atmosphere and savor each fat drop as it rolls down my tongue. I am turned on by the movement, the noise, the silly chatter, the colors, the costumes. I taste the cigarette smoke. I taste the perfumed air. I taste hairspray. I taste sweat; lipstick and the Vodka Collins Laura ordered for me.

Thierry’s hand, under the small round table, is caressing my thigh pushing up my skirt, and he leans into me murmuring hot French words, expletives of desire and I can feel his male heat sear the images of my most private thoughts. His Marseille accent crudely lacerates the magic of Laura's performance. But I stay pressed against him, enduring his rabid attention because Laura is performing and I need every moment of her showgirl existence, every nuance of her life: ”Laura is an addiction worse than any drug I have ever devoured.”

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The work speaks first.


Muscle remembers what it earned.
Breath steadies.
Posture locks in without effort.


This isn’t a costume.
It’s evidence.


I don’t perform strength.
I live in it—
even when the room is empty.


Crowned by consistency.
Ruled by discipline.


I decide where this goes—and I don’t explain myself.
 

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The room is quiet enough to hear my own breathing.


Sheets hold their shape beneath me.
Leather presses close—steady, familiar, exact.
Nothing here is rushed.


I don’t move for effect.
I move because I feel like it.


This isn’t softness.
It’s composure.


The kind that doesn’t need to announce itself.
The kind that waits.


I decide where this goes—and I don’t explain myself.
 
Concrete walls.

Cold air.

A space that understands restraint without asking for it.



This wasn’t about being naked.

It was about being precise.



Some things don’t belong in public because they aren’t meant to be consumed.

They’re meant to be contained.



I decide where this goes—and I don’t explain myself.
 
I like when things look harmless at first.


Polka dots.
Pearls at my throat.
A skirt that pretends it behaves.


But intention lives underneath presentation.
Always has.


I don’t take off the glasses.
I like seeing clearly.


Every move is chosen.
Every pause deliberate.
Nothing here is accidental—even when it smiles.


Sweet is just another strategy.


I decide where this goes—and I don’t explain myself.
 

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I create beauty with intention.
Erotic, not excessive. Playful, not careless.


Sweet is a choice.
Simple is a discipline.


A muse, on and off camera.
 

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Professional model & showgirl based in Colorado.
I create art that’s sexy, sensual, and playful — always intentional, never accidental.


I believe in K.I.S.S.: keep it sweet and simple.
Beauty with purpose.
Seduction with control.


Muse on and off camera.
I decide where this goes — and I don’t explain myself.
 

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I create erotic beauty with intention.
Not loud. Not forced. Just confident, sensual presence.


I believe in K.I.S.S.—keeping it sweet and simple—
because the most powerful seduction doesn’t beg to be seen.


I am playful, aware, and completely in control of the moment—
on camera, on stage, and everywhere in between.
 

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The time between waking up and room service is precious.

The Morning After.
The city exhales.
Silk against skin.
A smile that remembers everything
and explains nothing.
 

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The champagne bottle popped with a festive crack as Molly strutted into the loft apartment, her thigh-high stockings whispering against the gift bag slung over her shoulder. "Ho ho ho, boys," she purred, adjusting the velvet bow tied around her neck—the only thing covering her 36D chest. The bachelor party guests whooped as she twirled, letting the bag's contents spill across the coffee table: flavored lube, fuzzy handcuffs, and her signature limited-edition dildo glistening under the disco lights.

One particularly bold groomsman reached for it. Molly clicked her tongue and trapped his wrist between her stiletto and the table edge. "Ah-ah. Santa’s helper needs her cookies first," she said, plucking a hundred-dollar bill from his collar with her teeth. The room erupted in laughter as she backed toward the fireplace, slowly peeling off the bow to reveal the temporary tattoo curling beneath her left breast: *Naughty & Necessary*.

Her performance that night wasn’t just a show—it was an art form. When she mounted the leather armchair with her toy, arching so the firelight caught the sweat along her spine, even the waitstaff paused mid-tray to watch. Molly knew the difference between vulgarity and virtuosity, and her finale—spreading her legs wide enough to wink at the groom while *slowly* working the glistening toy—had the group throwing bills like confetti.

Later, as she counted tips in the Uber home, Molly grinned at her BentBox notifications exploding with new subscribers. The caption under tonight’s preview clip said it all: *"Tis the season to be stuffing."*
 
I create erotic beauty with intention.
Not loud. Not forced. Just confident, sensual presence.


I believe in K.I.S.S.—keeping it sweet and simple—
because the most powerful seduction doesn’t beg to be seen.


I am playful, aware, and completely in control of the moment—
on camera, on stage, and everywhere in between.
I believe in kissing to. 💋💋💋
 
Molly known as Pinup Dolly Molly is a 24 year old stripper, fitness trainer and sensual model who is 5'7 115 pounds with 36D-24-35 curves, tanned, toned, with raven black hair and brown eyes from Colorado. She works in nude clubs and is sexy, fit, sensual, seductive and a playful tease. Her fav saying is "yes i'm a stripper. No you can't take me home unless you tip more. She loves doing private parties like bachelor parties) came by to help me celebrate the Holiday season, and she had lots of gifts to share!

Erotic Nude Modeling Molly's bath time (photographer POV)

My first and only wet shoot with Seven and boy was it wet! It doesn’t get wetter than this. I shot with many other models shower scenes and more often than not they don’t want their hair wet! Molly doesn’t do half measures - she goes all the way, getting wet, foamy and horny! So she has to use the shower to stimulate her pussy and then the glass dildo to satisfy herself. The box contains over 100 high resolution images and one two minute video following the action with the dildo.

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Always bet on black.
The room hums.
Lights blink like promises.
I don’t chase luck.
I wear it.


Soft. Dangerous. Elegance with intention.
 

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