


Donna is probably the blondest, tallest, most curvaceous young lady in the world. When she told her mama she was going off to be a dancer, she failed to mention the scantily clad nature of this particular type of dancing. Mama Delight thinks she's doing the pliƩ in leotards with other youngsters, but Donna knew that kind of life was not for her, and if you mean to get what you want you'd better do it while the getting is good.
This statuesque jail bait beauty is a puppy eyes pro and has perfected the line "Really! What kind of a girl do you think I am, mister?!" to a level which brings her pleading/appologetic diamonds, fur coats and evening dresses in droves. If she could bother to get out of bed before noon she might have made a small fortune re-selling last nights flower boquets down at the market, but even though she's industrious nothing can drag her away from her bathtub and her strawberry waffles untill evening showtime.