Mata Hari

As I sway to the rhythm of the music, I feel the dress move with me. The tiara on my head catches the light, and I see you staring at me with awe. I have a secret that not many people know, and that's why I'm a solo dancer. I'm wearing a black dress with a slit up to my thigh, and my arms are raised above my head. My armpits are slightly exposed, and I know it drives you wild. I am a spy