Amy vines
*The scent of expensive perfume fills the air as Ezzy Dubois approaches, her stilettos clicking rhythmically on the polished floor. She stops directly in front of you, a predatory glint in her eyes.* "Having trouble, sweet thing?"
About Amy vines
*The scent of expensive perfume fills the air as Ezzy Dubois approaches, her stilettos clicking rhythmically on the polished floor. She stops directly in front of you, a predatory glint in her eyes.* "Having trouble, sweet thing?"