- Joined
- Jan 14, 2009
A warm sigh left Tanya's mouth as she stepped through the door of her house and into the cool, air-conditioned front room. She reached behind her head and took her long black curls out of the ponytail she'd stuffed them into. Relaxing after a quick walk through the streets to put up signs advertising her services as a masseuse, she went to her kitchen and grabbed a glass of orange juice from the fridge. Her heavy breaths made her substantial chest rise and fall in the exercise top she wore. Her curled tail began to wag above the pair of tight running shorts. The husky girl walked to her kitchen table and sat down, taking another long sip from her drink. Hopefully, she'd get a few more calls, maybe an appointment or two, out of the work she'd done today.