|© Pete Cunningham|
Lisa Welch stares herself down in the mirror. Hips out, head back, her knee-high leather platforms clicking on the hardwood floor to a musical beat, she sensually exaggerates her walk toward the floor-to-ceiling steel pole. Welch bounds skyward, catches the pole then--slowly, methodically, sexily--descends.
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