<div class="floatleft">(http://i40.tinypic.com/x4jjbc.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Milisa King.<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Adrian Roling, Walter King.<br/><strong>When:</strong>June 13th; Afternoon.<br/><strong>Where:</strong>BB&B, Studio, and then Room.<br/><strong>Warning: </strong>None.<br/><hr/><br/>Milisa had taken a lot of time to dress herself this morning. Instead of dressing for one person, she was dressing for two. Or a more people depending on events of this weekend played out. She had opted for a slink little white dress number. The tight fabric clung to her curves and stopped mid thigh to pass of a respectable yet a little bit risqué. The faint hint of lace could be detected under the right light and she smiled when she saw her husband, Walter, look at her with delight in his eyes. Her lacy undergarments had been quickly stripped and they enjoyed a morning of passionate love making. If you could really call it that. She punished him later by putting on an even sexier pair of lace undergarments that were only for the eyes of her roommate. The thought creased red painted lips as they pulled into the B&B. This would be a weekend that both of them wouldn't forget.<br/><br/>Contrary to her husband's belief, she packed light. Enough undergarments in case things happened outside of their room and enough change of outfits to match her mood. A pair of white stilettos exited the car and she happily took her husband's offered hand, the big rock he gave her for their engagement shown in the sun. She chuckled a bit at the pat to her pert rear and then together they walked inside.<br/><br/>The coolness was welcomed from the simmering heat outdoors and they both approached the studio where their keys and roommate apps were located. Manicured fingers dug into the bowl and gathered each. She didn't bother looking at the app just yet, wanting to be pleasantly surprised. She slipped her hand back into her husbands and they walked towards Room 2. Once there, she turned and pressed herself to her husband. Her lips connected with his to give him one last kiss before they reunited when the weekend was over. Her hands gripped the back of his head, keeping him to her until she pulled away a little breathless.<br/><br/>"Bye, baby."<br/><br/>With that, she opened the door and entered her room for the weekend. She stopped at the sight of another man already in the room. She set her bag and purse down by the door and then she walked over to where her roommate sat. She leaned against the desk and then extended her hand towards him. "You must be my roommate for the weekend. I'm Milisa."<br/>