Keeping the British End Up

I was (delightfully) surprised to encounter the legendary (and leggy) Miss Britain. She was hovering a few inches off the ground, and turned as she heard me approach. The moonlight glistened delightfully off of her white hose-encased British butt.

Of course, I was able to persuade her to take part in one of my superheroine photoshoots. What could possibly go wrong, after all? BWAH-HA-HA!

This is from a Second Life roleplay/photo shoot with the one and only