Atlanta's downtown hotel becomes the catwalk for The Pantyhose Princess, an ebony T-girl with legs that defy gravity. She's encased in thick, black stockings that hug every curve, from her calves to her thighs. Every step is a symphony of lust, the sound of her nylons against her smooth skin a whispered promise. She's a tease, a temptress, and she knows it, her eyes sparkling with a hunger that mirrors the desire she ignites in every passerby.