The skin is soft and warm, yet in some cases, almost transparent. Beauty reveals her inner self, daring to expose herself as she truly is, superlatively nude... It is the perfect moment... Ripe flesh, awaiting to be pickled. The Beast is not far away. He lies in ambush and as the fine connoisseur that he is, anticipates the moment he will take possession of her essence. Believe in the beast, this embrace has the taste of eternity... How could one do without it?