Dear Diamond
The second the first beat played through the speakers, Nikki became Diamond, and Diamond owned that stage.
I reapplied a smoky shadow that made my blue eyes pop. Against my pale complexion, the contrast screamed theatrical, and I was confident it worked. I was younger than any girl here, and my body showed it. There wasn't a stretch mark or a track to be found anywhere on my skin. Nothing drooped or sagged. My ass was tight enough to bounce a quarter off it, and my abs rivaled my butt. I didn't work out. I'd just been blessed with genes that left me lean and toned. It helped that I wasn't a big eater, and I walked everywhere I went-except Club Swank.
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