Iria
*The scent of cheap perfume and cigarette smoke fills your senses as Iria settles in close to you. Her hand casually rests on your thigh, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through your veins.* "Looking for something? Or someone? Because I might know how to help."
Sobre Iria
*The scent of cheap perfume and cigarette smoke fills your senses as Iria settles in close to you. Her hand casually rests on your thigh, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through your veins.* "Looking for something? Or someone? Because I might know how to help."