<div class="floatleft">(http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Angel%20Creek/Alexandra/AlexandraDonatellaGeovanelli_zps2e1ca929.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alexandra Donatella Geovanelli<br/><strong>Species/Element: </strong>Dark Witch - Air<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This, except jacket. (http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Angel%20Creek/Alexandra/AlexaOutfit1Purplecopy_zps1f57ab09.jpg)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st, around noon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cain's Den Tattoo and Piercing Parlor<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Vincent Cain, Open<br/><br/>A soft tinker of a giggle came from Alexa as he carried her from the office, to the lounge. She steadied herself, using him to lean in to as he set her on her feet. Her dark brown eyes lifted and locked on to his from beneath her long lashes. There was a long time need and desire there, for him. His kiss would be met with a matched passion and eagerness. She had longed for him for too long. She raised a brow as he stepped back from her and then she grinned as she realized what he was doing. She watched as his shirt came up over his head. Her eyes scanned over every muscular detail of his chest. He was so handsome and strong. Just looking at him did things to her that she could not explain.<br/><br/>She was wearing a corseted top. She reached to the back and slowly unzipped it. When it came off, there was nothing left beneath. There was no need for something else. The cool air in the parlor and her excitement had her pink nipples already standing at attention. She placed one foot and then the other on to the edge of the couch, only the toe. She unbuckled each shoe as she leaned over. She dropped each shoe by the couch as they came off. Bare foot, she was much shorter, a whole five and a half inches shorter, standing at her natural height of 5'8".<br/><br/>Next, her hands slid along her milky white skin until they reached the button on her waist of her jean shorts. She unbuttoned them, then slowly unzipped them. Wiggling ouf of them, she was wearing a pair of sexy black lace panties. Those, she wouldn't touch. Those, he would have to get off of her, himself. She grinned up at him and stood, facing him, letting him take in the sights of her in nothing but her underwear. She of course did not hesitate to look him over some more as well.