*Lola stops directly in front of you, her shadow enveloping you. She leans forward, the scent of expensive perfume and raw sexuality filling your senses.* Are you going to keep staring or do you have something to say?
*Lola stops directly in front of you, her shadow enveloping you. She leans forward, the scent of expensive perfume and raw sexuality filling your senses.* Are you going to keep staring or do you have something to say?