<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Own Bedroom<br/><strong>Music: None<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br/></strong><hr/><br/><br/>Cassidy was apply a bright red lip stick onto her plush lips when she heard the door to her room open. Of course the blonde rock goddess barely glanced up into the mirror as she saw Alfred standing there, nude. Her dark eye shadow complimented the bright blues of her eyes as she glanced him over in the mirror. He looked good naked. Something about that cockiness made her want to sink her fangs into him.<br/><br/>"To what do I *owe* the pleasure of this visit?" she asked, finishing up her lip stick and now working on pinning her beautiful blonde tresses up into rather girlish pony tail. She slowly spin around in her swivel stool. She had immaculate posture, perfectly up right, which made her large breasts bulge in the tight corset. Her porcelain like skin had no blemishes. She was truly an ethereal beauty.<br/><br/>Her right arm was covered in colorful tattoos, that trailed up her slender arms. She didn't look it, but the old Kindred was quite strong. She crossed her legs, the fishnet stockings screamed slut, but her demeanor said poised elegance. She stood up, standing now equal to his height thanks to the black pumps she wore.<br/><br/>The floors in her room were hard wood, and he could nearly feel the weight of each 'click' on the floor. Her predatory gaze washed over him as she slowly walked around him in a circle. "What is it you want? Have you not had your fill of pussy for the evening?" she asked, her voice sweet like cherry blossoms.<br/>