Fawn’s flawless, chocolate skin was perpetually radiant. Occasionally, depending on how the sun kissed her face, you could see seven brown freckles that dotted the bridge of her nose. Fawn’s large, dark brown eyes and valentine-shaped face gave her an angelic, childlike innocence, and her thick, tightly coiled, jet-black hair mimicked virgin lamb’s wool.

Although Fawn’s exotic looks didn’t represent her own family’s traditional standard of beauty, to the outside world she was juicy forbidden fruit, just ripe for the picking.

During her pre-teen years, most men couldn’t decide if they wanted to protect her or pounce her.

But the debate is over now that Fawn’s budding womanhood has revealed a most sinful shape that hypnotized onlookers as she sauntered by.

Some say that Fawn’s sex appeal was rooted in her natural ability to embody the Madonna/whore fantasy.

But Fawn’s no Madonna; Mary Magdalene is closer to the truth.