<div class="floatright">(http://rusava.me/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/steveargyle-chandra-notablaze-2010.jpg)(http://www.jasonchanart.com/gallery/2011/chandra.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Victoria Blaze, Lavamancer</strong><br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Bicurious<br/><strong>Loation:</strong>The Prancing Pony<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elrich, Zach, Morgul<br/><br/>Victoria grinned widely as he stumbled into the room, unable to suppress a giggle a he wheeled about and ran slap-bang into the closed door. Rising from the bed, she quickly moved to stand in between him and the door, her hands behind her back.<br/><br/>"Well well now Zachariah! I had expected some kitchen hand or pervert to come peeping in, but I didn't expect you! And here I thought you were the all uptight no-fun-in-bed type." She made no effort to hide herself, neither moving to cover her exposed bits, yet also not thrusting her chest out seductively. Her motionless stance just seemed to add to the eroticism. Smiling sweetly, she gestured to the tent in Zach's pants.<br/><br/>"We do have a little while before your other friends might arrive, why not pass some time with me...get to know each other better?" her question was asked in such innocence. Her question wouldn't have been out of place at a church picnic. But she stepped closer, her bright orange eyes sparkling mischievously, and it was clear her intentions were far from holy. Reaching for his hand she took it gently, holding it softly up to her chest, letting the fingers brush lightly over her cleavage, tracing the beautiful curves, all the way around, until he had a handful of her supple breast. Her seduction was soft and almost virginal, though anyone who knew Vicky knew she was far from...<br/><br/>"When was the last time you had a chance to just relax...let out a little...tension?"