<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/db7db8f7840683039c51474aa07235f2/tumblr_ohv16aumZA1r4pwnio1_1280.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Violet "Vi" Abigail Leighton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13070189#msg13070189)<br/><strong>Time &amp; Location</strong>: Night | Leighton Study<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Beneath Robe (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/27/23/f6/2723f6403ed9e2756c1f3503bef13391.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Clark Leighton<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Fun and games<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Bogart curled up at her side and she started up one of the few games she had on her computer.  Most people would be surprised to see Vi playing video games, and they'd have been right to be only a few months prior, but she had finally been drawn in by the games on her tablet.  The device was a god-send on trips and when she had a doctor's appointment, and she'd become enamored with the Match-3 games on it.  From there, it had been a simple side-step to discovering computer Match-3 games...and from there Huniepop.  She had been excited to discover there was a whole genre devoted to trying to get laid, but most of the games greatly disappointed her with their unrealistic and misogynistic writing and gameplay.  But, Huniepop had Match-3 and its writing was clearly tongue-in-cheek, plus the voice work was lovely.*<br/><br/>So, that's how she came to be trying to seduce a busty Indian girl with the most adorable name when she heard her son come in the front door.  "Hello, darling!"  She listened with a smile as he moved around the house, and the majority of her focus was on the computer screen as she hunted out combos.  Every so often her free hand lifted the glass of wine to her lips for a small sip, or plucked a smoked almond from the bowl on her desk.<br/><br/>"Alright, love.  When you're done, will you come in and help me with something?  There's no rush."  She called back with a glance over her shoulder, before turning back to her computer, a tiny frown tugging down the corners of her lips.  Every so often a moan rose from the speakers and she huffed softly.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">*This post is not sponsored by Ryan Koons</span>