Vacant Melody
Virgin
- Joined
- Dec 7, 2003
- Posts
- 16
Victoria Adams
Victoria took a deep breath, flipped her hair over one shoulder, and walked into the cool, air conditioned lobby of the hotel. Her tall platform heels were silenced by the soft carpet on the floor as she made her way to the front desk. She checked in and, grabbing her door key, walked over to the elevator.
Entering the small metallic compartment, she set her bag on the floor and took a moment of privacy to roll up and re-adjust her sheer stockings, pulling them up further under her short black leather shirt. She re-adjusted the garter, and made sure it was secured to her silky, black g-string. Victoria cracked her neck and ran her fingers through her soft, shoulder length hair, dyed almost black, with a hint of purple. She tilted her head slightly, a few tendrils of hair falling in her face, as she ran her fingers down her black, lace, form fitting, cleavage enhancing bodice(not that she needed her beautiful Cs enchanced anyways). She pulled her skirt down a bit, revealing her firm, soft belly, and her round, shapely tanned hips. The silver bangles on her wrists tinkled softly as she bent forward and tightened the straps on her black vinyl platforms.
Standing erect again, Victoria pulled out her mirror and rechecked her makeup. The dark black eyeliner surrounding her glittering gray eyes had not smudged, but she did reapply a coat of glistening lip gloss to her full, warm lips, which were stained a dark maroon to match her hair.
The elevator began to slow and she heard a soft ding as she reached her floor and the doors slid smoothly and silently apart. She grabbed her bags in one hand and gripped her cardkey in the other, exiting the elevator and walking down the hallway to her door.
Victoria's head was down, so she didn't even notice as she ran right into a tall man, knocking herself, and her bags to the floor.
Victoria took a deep breath, flipped her hair over one shoulder, and walked into the cool, air conditioned lobby of the hotel. Her tall platform heels were silenced by the soft carpet on the floor as she made her way to the front desk. She checked in and, grabbing her door key, walked over to the elevator.
Entering the small metallic compartment, she set her bag on the floor and took a moment of privacy to roll up and re-adjust her sheer stockings, pulling them up further under her short black leather shirt. She re-adjusted the garter, and made sure it was secured to her silky, black g-string. Victoria cracked her neck and ran her fingers through her soft, shoulder length hair, dyed almost black, with a hint of purple. She tilted her head slightly, a few tendrils of hair falling in her face, as she ran her fingers down her black, lace, form fitting, cleavage enhancing bodice(not that she needed her beautiful Cs enchanced anyways). She pulled her skirt down a bit, revealing her firm, soft belly, and her round, shapely tanned hips. The silver bangles on her wrists tinkled softly as she bent forward and tightened the straps on her black vinyl platforms.
Standing erect again, Victoria pulled out her mirror and rechecked her makeup. The dark black eyeliner surrounding her glittering gray eyes had not smudged, but she did reapply a coat of glistening lip gloss to her full, warm lips, which were stained a dark maroon to match her hair.
The elevator began to slow and she heard a soft ding as she reached her floor and the doors slid smoothly and silently apart. She grabbed her bags in one hand and gripped her cardkey in the other, exiting the elevator and walking down the hallway to her door.
Victoria's head was down, so she didn't even notice as she ran right into a tall man, knocking herself, and her bags to the floor.