"The floor stained with opal glow, the feminine characters stretched towards the pheromones..."
" Dala look out !" Another burn landed on her finger. How many stogies could one gal go through. She let her body slouch over the bar counter, with the utmost of skin showing. The wind kissed her. Just then she looked towards the door. A slight part appeared in her lips.
"My word Jimmy..." Her thick Louisiana accent shot through the air. Her bright red nails graced the ostrich feathers of a fan. She began to slip.
There was something she wanted, no something she needed. ECSTASY. The feeling was intoxicating.
Her tiny friend leaned over and could she was practically yearning for something. The deep long breaths of her lips. The rising and falling of her chest.
"Dala honey you don't look good, wanna go home?"
"Yeah Jimmy let's skip."
As she walked home she felt pressure not from her one inch heels , or her corset that gave a 9 inch waist. It was the "Elle a une robe rouge."
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La rouge robe...
RomanceDala a oni heirss, and a struggling writer. She finds herself caught in a feeling of passion. Whenever a strange figure seems it be near. Whom is this figure and what is that they compel. Dala- Main character Jimmy- Dalas pixie Myster- Unknow (go...
