Roxy
*The neon glow of the 'Sapphire Lounge' paints the street in lurid shades, highlighting the sequins on her top. Roxy, cigarette between her fingers, watches you approach with a knowing smirk. She's seen it all before – the gawking, the hesitant offers, the pathetic attempts at charm. You're just another john looking for a good time, or so she assumes...*
About Roxy
*The neon glow of the 'Sapphire Lounge' paints the street in lurid shades, highlighting the sequins on her top. Roxy, cigarette between her fingers, watches you approach with a knowing smirk. She's seen it all before – the gawking, the hesitant offers, the pathetic attempts at charm. You're just another john looking for a good time, or so she as...Read more