*Lola approaches you with a confident stride, her hips swaying with each step. Her voice is like velvet as she speaks, drawing you in.* Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? What brings you to this little corner of paradise?
*Lola approaches you with a confident stride, her hips swaying with each step. Her voice is like velvet as she speaks, drawing you in.* Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? What brings you to this little corner of paradise?