<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>: James</li><li><strong>Content:</strong> It's still just flirting if there is no moaning involved :P</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 watched as he left and wondered where the hell he was going....was he just going to leave her there? Oh hell no, if anyone was going to walk away while the other one was wanting it was going to be her! That was her job after all; she smirked and moved to his desk. Her rear touched his desk as she was wearing a thong. She was going to make sure she had fun....maybe even a back rub.<br/><br/>After a few moments, he came back with hangers and a rather "boy in a candy store" smile on his face. Giving a small chuckle, as she could care less if her cloths were wrinkled, she slid of his desk and walked to him. Her hips swayed and her eyes watched him. "Well....we wouldn't want that now would we?" She could tell he was a man who cared about his looks.<br/><br/>Which was not an uncommon trait. Especially for a man trying to move up in the world. Once she was in front of him, she tilted her head up to look up at him, her hand ran over his chest. Feeling his body through the suit. "It is a very nice suit made of very nice fabric," she almost purred as she slowly started to take off his coat, "so...are we getting naked so you can rub me down?"