<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/67/cb/e7/67cbe7a6d3b99a13501925532d0b7932.jpg)</div><hr/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Character</strong>: Lucille "Luci" Boivin</li><li><strong>Location</strong>: The St. Clair Residence</li><li><strong>Tagged</strong>: Everyone, Thomas, James</li><li><strong>Content:</strong> HOA meeting</li><li><strong>Wearing:</strong> Skeleton hands and a mini skirt (https://d2fzf9bbqh0om5.cloudfront.net/images/289671/search/black_skeleton_hand_print_tulle_panel_layer_dress_ca0777_choi_dresses_4.jpg?1444598230)</li></ul><hr/><br/>Luci took his wink more flirty than he probably meant it to be. A wicked smirk came to her lips. "You might be right," she purred and took another sip, rolling the wine on her tongue before swallowing, "I'm a youtuber. I make about five million a year. Plus, I have daddies money," the word daddy almost sounded naughty.<br/><br/>Her foot touched his calf and the urge to tease him came on strong....especially since he was married and the president...double unattainable. It made her shiver slightly at the thought of it. Biting her lower lip, her eyes sweep the room again. "Don't see many pictures of your wife," she asked an eyebrow going up, "then again. I too would have a hard time working with seeing your wife in my office," she could admit the busty redhead was gorgeous...especially for her age.