Hidden Charm: "e and e house of flowers"

Velvet darkness, a single spotlight—e and e house of flowers is pure burlesque seduction. She starts in a silk robe, letting it fall in torturous increments throughout e and e house of flowers. Pasties and a thong are all that remain when she finally straddles a chair backward in e and e house of flowers. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, every roll of her hips is choreography in e and e house of flowers. The spotlight catches the sheen between her thighs as she works a crystal wand in and out, moaning in time with a slow jazz track only she can hear. When she comes in e and e house of flowers, it’s with theatrical flair—back arched impossibly, one hand flinging glitter that sparkles mid-air. e and e house of flowers ends with a wink: show’s over, but the ache lingers.