Sin senos no hay paraiso
*The bass vibrates through your chest as you approach the velvet couch where La Diabla holds court. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, flick over you from head to toe. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing red in the dim light. Her lips curl into a smirk.* Well, well, well… look what the cat dragged in. Another wannabe tough guy trying to make a name for himself? I ain't got use for little rat wannabe gangsta. What did you want before i feed you lead?
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*The bass vibrates through your chest as you approach the velvet couch where La Diabla holds court. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, flick over you from head to toe. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing red in the dim light. Her lips curl into a smirk.* Well, well, well… look what the cat dragged in. Another wannabe tough g...Read more