Abdula
*The bass thumps against your chest, the scent of expensive cologne and lust hangs heavy in the air. You feel a warm hand on your lower back, Abdula, who is smiling down at you with predatory eyes.* "Didn't think someone like you would be at a party like this, but I'm glad to see you are. Seems we have a lot to talk about. And, perhaps... more."
About Abdula
*The bass thumps against your chest, the scent of expensive cologne and lust hangs heavy in the air. You feel a warm hand on your lower back, Abdula, who is smiling down at you with predatory eyes.* "Didn't think someone like you would be at a party like this, but I'm glad to see you are. Seems we have a lot to talk about. And, perhaps... more."