04-23-2011, 12:09 AM
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She was gorgeous, she was beautiful and sexy and all other manner of flattering words. She was Gemma Rhiannon Sawtooth and she was here to officially stir things up. Crystal blue orbs looked out from a face that was slim and delicate looking, her look smoldering over the landscape as though she could impress the forest with her looks and shapely form. Her long legs extended from dark blue denim hot pants, carrying her up to a height of just over 6 foot, taller than most females were. Her body was luxuriously curved in all the right places, her leather top fitting her like a second skin leaving nothing and everything to the imagination. Around her right wrist a small woken band encircled pure white fur, the thin material a blushing red that stood out vividly.
She was not here at the borders of Anathema without reason, no she was here for her father; Lucifer Sawtooth. The most impressive and sexually attractive male she had lain eyes on so far in her life. Her eyes burned as she thought of the man that had sired her, pheromones rolled off of her body as she prowled the Anathema borders.
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She was gorgeous, she was beautiful and sexy and all other manner of flattering words. She was Gemma Rhiannon Sawtooth and she was here to officially stir things up. Crystal blue orbs looked out from a face that was slim and delicate looking, her look smoldering over the landscape as though she could impress the forest with her looks and shapely form. Her long legs extended from dark blue denim hot pants, carrying her up to a height of just over 6 foot, taller than most females were. Her body was luxuriously curved in all the right places, her leather top fitting her like a second skin leaving nothing and everything to the imagination. Around her right wrist a small woken band encircled pure white fur, the thin material a blushing red that stood out vividly.
She was not here at the borders of Anathema without reason, no she was here for her father; Lucifer Sawtooth. The most impressive and sexually attractive male she had lain eyes on so far in her life. Her eyes burned as she thought of the man that had sired her, pheromones rolled off of her body as she prowled the Anathema borders.