DarknessEmbraced666
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
Luna looked down at the ad and the address in her hand with a soft sigh. She had been looking for another job for a little pocket money and she thought that she found just the job she needed. While scanning the ads, she found an ad for a model and it caught her interest right away. After a quick call, she recieved an address at where to meet the artist named Alexandre' Deveroux, and she decided to meet him after a quick errand of mailing some bills. Sighing, she looked up at the building as she ran a hand through her hair.
The young snow leopard was about 23 years of age though she looked much younger which often times worked in her favor. She was a little on the short side and skinny, her body slender and curvy. She had a tiny waist that flared out into wider hips then led down into long slender but fit legs and tiny feet. Her ass was firm from years of track when she was in high school and she had c-cup breasts that were perfectly round and perky so she never had to wear a bra unless she wanted to. Luna's black and white hair was cut in a choppy shoulder length style and she had bright blue green eyes that sparkled brightly, long eyelashes framing her almond shaped eyes. Her fur was silky and well groomed.
That day she was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and a simple black beater with a pair of high heels. Walking up to the building, she knocked on the door and waited for it to open while running her fingers through her hair, brushing it back over her shoulder.
The young snow leopard was about 23 years of age though she looked much younger which often times worked in her favor. She was a little on the short side and skinny, her body slender and curvy. She had a tiny waist that flared out into wider hips then led down into long slender but fit legs and tiny feet. Her ass was firm from years of track when she was in high school and she had c-cup breasts that were perfectly round and perky so she never had to wear a bra unless she wanted to. Luna's black and white hair was cut in a choppy shoulder length style and she had bright blue green eyes that sparkled brightly, long eyelashes framing her almond shaped eyes. Her fur was silky and well groomed.
That day she was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and a simple black beater with a pair of high heels. Walking up to the building, she knocked on the door and waited for it to open while running her fingers through her hair, brushing it back over her shoulder.