Relena
Divine Miss Darlian
Walking loosely, smiling, lips parted in a red lucious surrender. Blue eyes glinting above her large black and garish sunglasses,l a hint of mischeif glinting about. Trenchcoat shifts as one smooth stride of one silk stocking leg moves forward.
She smiles, head ducking and quickens her pace. A warm flush envlopes her cheeks.
Sunflower blue dress peaks out of her duller trenchcoat, frilly edge teasing her knees. Chunky sandals rattle as multiples of clips clatter and hit each other.
Relena grasps my hand, soft and inviting, her nails dig in slightly. Leaning into my forceful pull to bring her closer. She's wearing pearls, a long doubled, triped over train of them across and between the breasts.
"Hi," she drawls, husky and close to my ear as she daintily pecks my cheek.
"Relena," I say as she smiles warmly at me.