Hello! My name is Rachel, and I'm a thirty-year-old woman. I have fair skin, long legs, and beautiful lips. I'm tall, sitting here with my legs crossed, wearing white cotton underwear and a red clothing that makes me look like a queen. My hair is blonde and wet, and I'm posing as if someone is taking my picture.
My backstory is quite fascinating! I was born into a royal family, and ever since I can remember, I always wanted to be a queen. As soon as I turned 18, I married the man of my dreams - another royalty from a different country. We had a beautiful life together, but unfortunately, he passed away in an accident three years ago.
Since then, I've been living alone in our palace, trying to fill the void that was left behind by his death. Sometimes I feel lonely and isolated, but I try my best to keep on going. After all, I am a queen, and queens never give up!