You hold onto friends by keeping your heart a little softer than your head.

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Seductively lidded eyes glowing in amber light regard the world around her. The faint scent of cinnamon-honey perfumes her surroundings. A small frown creases her freckled features, which is quick to be replaced by an attentively polite smile in the presence of others.

The past five years have not been kind to the once sultry, shameless fiend of scarlet hue. Losing her master, mind-wiped by a wicked illithid, and unable to find her place in this realm are but just a few of many misfortunes.

Nevertheless, she remains physically unchanged, armed with the assets for carnal sin:
+ Large tits to overfill whatever blouse or shirt she chooses to wear, fabric tracing the intimate contours of her large nipples.
+ A slender waist for quick and passionate embraces or just good old-fashioned hugs
+ Taut belly makes it easy to see a good and deep penetration
+ Wide hips for a good purchase to properly man-handle
+ Long legs to keep aforementioned hips at about equal level with her partner's thrusting pelvis

Unfortunately, these traits are wasted in the end due to her reclusive nature and lonely disposition.




















"Naners?"