<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323156.msg15554529#msg15554529">Quote from: Avernale on 14-08-2020, 06:24:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/cdb754f7-9296-44d1-866d-02a8ed5542db/ddz03tf-de0660ba-02ae-4245-adc4-0d12b4fa4b2c.png/v1/fill/w_1024,h_1150,q_80,strp/coyote_double_peace_signs_from_eleoyasha_by_avernale_ddz03tf-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD0xMTUwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvY2RiNzU0ZjctOTI5Ni00NGQxLTg2NmQtMDJhOGVkNTU0MmRiXC9kZHowM3RmLWRlMDY2MGJhLTAyYWUtNDI0NS1hZGM0LTBkMTJiNGZhNGIyYy5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MTAyNCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.EFkTJcuV-1JsDcRnoaBUWMP5XZcJyYBjtr43ma9MWvM)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br/><strong>NAME:</strong> Desiree "Coyote" Kyota (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323155.msg15513495#msg15513495)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing (image credit to Eleoyasha on DeviantArt (https://www.deviantart.com/eleoyasha))<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Madame Siren's Bathhouse <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dana McQuarie, Open<br/></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/>"I teach fashion design, actually," Coyote said.  She leaned into Dana's hands with a soft sigh.  "I take my students through every step of the process, from concept to finished product.  I can be very hands-on."  <br/><br/>She glanced back at Dana as she talked about her job.  "Advertising, huh?  Anything I would've noticed?"  <br/><br/>She giggled as Dana moved on to her hair.  "Yes please.  My scalp is in your hands."  She tilted her head back and kicked her legs a little.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ny2tFm2.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dana McQuarie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323155.msg15513548#msg15513548)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pretty Much Nothing<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Madame Siren's (bathhouse)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Desiree "Coyote" Kyota, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Dana took the shampoo and went to work. Coyote's hair was just as rich and luscious as Dana would have imagined, and smelled of lilacs and roses. As she bent in to work the shampoo down through Coyote's locks, she answered the question. "Um... you don't so much see my work as feel it. Sort of... you know how you go to the theater and suddenly, you<em>really</em>want a Coke? Well, that's because of me, pretty much." Her cheeks burned a little, not only because some of those mystic arts were to thank for getting them here, but also because by now her hands had followed Coyote's hair all the way down to her eminently grabbable rear.