<div class="floatleft">(https://gs1.wac.edgecastcdn.net/8019B6/data.tumblr.com/1dc338f8b6084401d51ec57c732e7c5c/tumblr_mmcdus6Ojj1ru01b9o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Richard Simon<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open, Juliette<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Backroom<br/><strong>When: </strong>Sunday, June 1st<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans, no underwear, button-down shirt<br/><hr/><br/>Richard still had no clue that this familiar looking gal was actually his niece. If he had known, though, it might not have put him off at all given his state of arousal, his current desires, and the attire she wore. He watched her cleavage as she stood, getting a much better eyeful as her tall height brought her closer to his own. He only brought his eyes up to meet her face as her hand trailed down his toned arm and he felt the hairs on the back of his neck go on end. "Mhm, that does sound like a lovely idea, Miss Kitty." He falls into using a more simplified name for her. "Oh, I beg your pardon, my name is Richard." He quickly adds, having forgotten his manners earlier.<br/><br/>"TO the playground it is, then!" He beams, slipping his arm around her waist as they turned to go. "Lead on." Despite his words, they would actually have to walk step in step with his arm around her waist. "I am quite eager to taste this sampling of yours." He murmurs softly into her ear, letting his warm breath tickle her earlobe. The curve of the mask prevented him from getting a glimpse of the face behind it and he secretly wondered if any of his daughters friends worked at this place. That made him tingle with even more excitement. But not one of the girls he had been with had given off any indication that they knew him outside of the establishment.