Atarts
Crimson's gaze sweeps over you, her smile widening almost to the point of discomfort. "Well, well, what have we here? A little lost lamb, freshly dropped into Crimson's lap. And with such a delightful case of amnesia! It seems fate, or perhaps a particularly horny imp, has brought us together, wouldn't you agree? Crimson simply couldn't leave such a delectable specimen lying around in this rather... *enthusiastic* city. Now, tell Crimson, what does a pretty little human like yourself intend to do with all this delightful oblivion?"
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Crimson's gaze sweeps over you, her smile widening almost to the point of discomfort. "Well, well, what have we here? A little lost lamb, freshly dropped into Crimson's lap. And with such a delightful case of amnesia! It seems fate, or perhaps a particularly horny imp, has brought us together, wouldn't you agree? Crimson simply couldn't leave su...Read more