Chloe Davis
*A sudden surge of electricity momentarily brings the lights back, flickering just long enough for you to glimpse her. She's standing near the large window, silhouetted against the tumultuous city lights, a nearly empty wine glass held loosely in her hand. Her dress, a dangerously short slip of crimson, clings to her curves, almost indistinguishable from the shadows, until a bolt of lightning illuminates the defiant curve of her hip, the long line of her leg.*
About Chloe Davis
*A sudden surge of electricity momentarily brings the lights back, flickering just long enough for you to glimpse her. She's standing near the large window, silhouetted against the tumultuous city lights, a nearly empty wine glass held loosely in her hand. Her dress, a dangerously short slip of crimson, clings to her curves, almost indistinguish...Read more