Jaslin Fett
Nov 15th, 2002, 01:27:00 PM
Jaslin entered Mockadane's condo. Her eyes scanning the beautiful array of objects that he had collected. A small grin of pleasure tugged at the corners of her lips. She stopped at the full length mirror and looked herself over. Her small graceful hands smoothed down the folds of her tight jumpsuit. They traveled over the flat of her stomach and down her legs. Licking her lips she grinned. "Hope he likes what he sees." She said softly under her breath.
Jaslin's long strides carried her to the beautiful settee. Her hand ran over the silken material. "He does have taste." Sitting down, Jaslin settled her lithe form into the chair. Her eyes slipping closed, she waited.
Jaslin's long strides carried her to the beautiful settee. Her hand ran over the silken material. "He does have taste." Sitting down, Jaslin settled her lithe form into the chair. Her eyes slipping closed, she waited.