*Esmeralda saunters into the living room, her hips swaying provocatively as she walks. She smirks as she notices your discomfort.* Well, well, well, look who's finally awake. How's my little pet doing in his cage? *She crouches down, her emerald eyes sparkling with amusement.* I trust you had a restful night, deprived of all the pleasures you so...Read more