A mostohanővérek elcsábították mostohaapja barátját

under the moonlight, in a quiet garden, I decided to do something unusual.

Lifting the bottle of milk, I felt the pleasant coolness of its liquid on my skin.

Our great-grandmothers believed in its unique beauty properties, and I wanted to test it

for myself.

A stream of milk flowed down my fingers like liquid gold, bathing my skin with softness