Tue Dec 18, 2012 6:20 am by Tyrana Letta
*With another shrug she gulped down the remainder of her bottle and tossed it over her shoulder, letting it smash where it fell*
Anything I want, really.
*She giggled and leaned in so that her lips were at the part of his hood where his ear would be, partially so he could hear her over the noise of the Club, and partially because her voice had dropped to be seductive*
Yesterday I danced on the platforms, today I'm a... "companion"... You'd be surprised the secrets that I learn when men's minds are clouded with... other activities