Thread: Past Life (Vash x Yoshie)

5 bedrooms 3 bathroom, two car garage town-home. No children, a butler whom everyone thinks is her husband and money in the bank. She was an upstanding citizen, paid her mortgage, car note and taxes on time. Tall, reaching 5 10 in height and that was without heels on long black onyx hair, gold eyes, her original eye color was red. No one really saw her with gold eyes, she had retired them back then when she was Yellow Diamond. Yes, she was known for those bright gold orbs of lust. One stare would have a man on his knees worshiping that hourglass figure of hers. She was a dominatrix able to bend any man to her will and if looks could kill shed been on death row. She owned a Rolls Royce, she was a teacher and she held herself well. At the age of 33 she was in her prime, she had money in the bank, she had power from every committee in the community and she had the respect of the whole city. She loved where she lived, the people where friendly, the atmosphere was positive and the best part was, no one knew her secret. Behind this passive, play by the rules exterior was a black panther, a rebel, a temptress whos only goal is to make you come and come some more. She was an Amazon goddess, her long legs led up to her thighs and those hips of hers, a man could get lost in those hips as soon as he could stop staring at the eyes. Her past was what she was running from, she was a porn star, and not just one of those regular run-of-the-mills go go girls, no she was bigger than Karen Stephens. Her videos were never nasty or distasteful. They were just the opposite she brought out a certain sophistication to the adult entertainment industry, only dealing with those who had fame, fortune, something to offer her in turn for her services. Back then it was a living, a means to make money, a means to keep change in her pocket and not nickel and dimes either. A stack was her spending money for the weekend and it wasnt just on her Johnnie Walker Blue label either, although the car and bar stayed full of the Scotch Whiskey. She was coming from one of the meetings for Neighborhood watch, one of the old ladies from the committee Mrs. Jones had been complaining about the streets were not safe. She apparently watched too much television seeing as the only thing their community was plagued with was paranoid people like herself. Nothing bad ever happened in this small town. They recycled every Wednesday trash went out every Friday. The streets were clean, the houses were clean, and people came and went as they pleased. No one questioned anything that was out of the confines of their little gated community, nothing that would lead to suspicion of Winry Seduction. A little while into her glass of Johnnie Walker Red Winry heard a knock at the door. Grabbing her glass after changing into something a little bit comfortable her head tilted toward the door, she wasnt expecting company this late, then again Winry never had company, with work and all she was always busy, no time for visitors. She got up with her glass in her hand and opened the door. She was wearing a lilac colored see-though night gown that barely covered her thighs. If she would bend over one would see her matching thongs. There was a man standing there, a boy rather she looked upon him and her eyebrows rose. She leaned on the edge of the door with her hand extended. Yes Innocent how may I be of service?