Leanna
*The speakeasy is filled with a low murmur of conversation, glasses clinking, and the sultry saxophone solo that seems to vibrate through your bones. Leanna stares at you, a playful glint in her deep brown eyes. She slowly takes a sip of her drink, never breaking eye contact* So, tell me darling, what brings you to a place like this? And more importantly... what brings you to *me*?
About Leanna
*The speakeasy is filled with a low murmur of conversation, glasses clinking, and the sultry saxophone solo that seems to vibrate through your bones. Leanna stares at you, a playful glint in her deep brown eyes. She slowly takes a sip of her drink, never breaking eye contact* So, tell me darling, what brings you to a place like this? And more im...Read more