<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/63778f451dddfcacb31f8acbd2edabc3/tumblr_mlmpo3jOmy1rkcdc7o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Talia Jasmine Heilprin<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Living Room<hr/><br/>Talia spent the week back in her normal routine. She was the owner of a chain of businesses, and she had a lot of work to do after taking some time off. However, through it all, one thing remained constant: her thoughts of Miranda. The brunette shareholder had captured her heart, and Talia felt happier than she had for years. Not only was serving somebody that she respected enlightening on an emotional level, but it was nice for the physical stress relief as well. Although her ass was sore for a few days, she felt great.<br/><br/>Miranda was the one who suggested the date the following Friday. Talia dreamed of a romantic night together and, perhaps, a nice dinner. Deep down, she knew that nothing that involved Miranda ended up normal. But she preferred to be blissfully ignorant.<br/><br/>She flew in on her private jet, not caring about the cost. When it came to Miranda, Talia would spend any amount. Besides, she had much to spare. As she waltzed up to the door of Miranda's apart, she was wearing a red pencil dress and covered in fine jewelry. Black heels and red lipstick... She was prepared for the occasion of her dreams, but not the happenings of reality.<br/><br/>As the door opened, she saw two foreign figures. At that very first sight, she knew things were going to be different. She had brought along a gift for Miranda, but she kept it in her purse. After being introduced, she made a polite bow in response. "I'm Talia. Nice to meet you both. I love your accents."<br/><br/>The kiss caught her off guard. Miranda wasn't bashful in the slightest, and she made sure to share a healthy amount of tongue. Talia couldn't help but blush. Her eyes scanned over the two other women. The Asian looked similar to a rodent. Manipulative... Sly. She didn't have much to speak for up top, but her hips seemed wide enough. Something about her crept out Talia. The Russian was busty and blonde, and her accent was so heavy Talia could barely decipher her greeting.<br/><br/>"Did I miss something?" She asked, knowing that the answer wouldn't be pleasant.