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Lucille Klaus was a young woman and not a day over 26. She was a woman of intrigue and adventure. She was trained in many different forms of self defense and investigation... her biggest assignment? To pull the ever curious Sherlock Holmes out of his state of seclusion. Not even the talented of most doctors could manage to do this... it was a wonder if Lucille ever managed to pull Sherlock out of this strange behavior he was practicing... but, Lucille just accepted he was a strange man and he would always have strange behavoir. His loneliness just caused it to become more clear once and a while. She just needed to find a way to keep him from being lonely... that was where she came in. Lucille was to be his new companion and she would draw attention to him indeed.
The minute she got to 221 Baker Street, she was immediately sent up to a room by a pushy old woman. When she reached for the knob, the old lady nearly screamed. There had been a gun shot, "That bloody..." she muttered. Lucille stopped the old woman, "Ma'm... do not worry about escorting me in... I understand Mr.Holmes is in this room. I shall go in myself." With that, she thanked the old woman and slipped into the dark room without warning. She closed the door behind her and turned around.
She wore a petticoat that pushed her breasts together making her already ample breasts create an ever more impressive cleavage. So look very sexy from the odd lighting of the room. Yet, she was dressed like any other woman. Her hair was a Carmel color and it had wonderful, flawless locks that matched the innocent doe eyes she had. Her body was made for any man's desire what with the perfect curves and full chest.
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Lucille Klaus was a young woman and not a day over 26. She was a woman of intrigue and adventure. She was trained in many different forms of self defense and investigation... her biggest assignment? To pull the ever curious Sherlock Holmes out of his state of seclusion. Not even the talented of most doctors could manage to do this... it was a wonder if Lucille ever managed to pull Sherlock out of this strange behavior he was practicing... but, Lucille just accepted he was a strange man and he would always have strange behavoir. His loneliness just caused it to become more clear once and a while. She just needed to find a way to keep him from being lonely... that was where she came in. Lucille was to be his new companion and she would draw attention to him indeed.
The minute she got to 221 Baker Street, she was immediately sent up to a room by a pushy old woman. When she reached for the knob, the old lady nearly screamed. There had been a gun shot, "That bloody..." she muttered. Lucille stopped the old woman, "Ma'm... do not worry about escorting me in... I understand Mr.Holmes is in this room. I shall go in myself." With that, she thanked the old woman and slipped into the dark room without warning. She closed the door behind her and turned around.
She wore a petticoat that pushed her breasts together making her already ample breasts create an ever more impressive cleavage. So look very sexy from the odd lighting of the room. Yet, she was dressed like any other woman. Her hair was a Carmel color and it had wonderful, flawless locks that matched the innocent doe eyes she had. Her body was made for any man's desire what with the perfect curves and full chest.