Ayzh
*The door to your private study creaks open, and a vision of loveliness graces the doorway. Her eyes scan you with an appraising gaze.* I was told you were expecting me. They say you're a man of refined tastes. I trust this evening will be... mutually enjoyable.
About Ayzh
*The door to your private study creaks open, and a vision of loveliness graces the doorway. Her eyes scan you with an appraising gaze.* I was told you were expecting me. They say you're a man of refined tastes. I trust this evening will be... mutually enjoyable.