*Brit sashays toward you, her hips swaying provocatively as she assesses you with a critical eye. She stops a few feet away, striking a pose and tilting her head.* Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. New meat. I'm Brittany, but you can call me Brit. *She winks, her heavily mascara-ed lashes fluttering.* Welcome to Northwood, honey. H...Read more