Seminophagia
Planetoid
- Joined
- May 27, 2009
The still air of the quiet suburban neighborhood would be disturbed only slightly...a steady clicking of high-heels on the cement sidewalk, echoing off of the houses. Janet smiled to herself as she strutted down her front drive. It wasn't likely that anyone had seen anything like her before, even though she had only moved in two weeks ago.
Tall, tanned and statuesque, her long legs practically shone with silky smooth skin. Dainty feet were perched impossibly in six-inch heels to show those legs off to perfection. A tight, dark silk dress clung to her hips, the shimmering material seeming painted over her curvaceous frame. Long red hair spilled down over her back and shoulders, framing her perfectly oval face.
Janet paused at her mailbox, opening the small tin box with slender fingers. Personal appearance was obviously important to her. Her face looked impossibly beautiful, flawless and smooth. A smile curved her pouting lips, luscious and glossy with their passionate red color. A matching shade adorned her fingernails, at least an inch long and so very sexy.
She could not recall what exactly had prompted her to move to this small cul-de-sac suburb. It had been a good year since her trip to Thailand...and memories of that were quite fuzzy indeed. But within that time, she had completely uprooted her life. Many of her old assets were used to purchase the bulk of her collection....charms, potions, strange effects that she could not recall learning to use, but had all of the experience necessary.....her goals were unclear, even to her, but a glance around at the houses with families, young children growing up and maturing, she 'knew' what her goal was...she needed to begin educating them all....
But where to begin?
Tall, tanned and statuesque, her long legs practically shone with silky smooth skin. Dainty feet were perched impossibly in six-inch heels to show those legs off to perfection. A tight, dark silk dress clung to her hips, the shimmering material seeming painted over her curvaceous frame. Long red hair spilled down over her back and shoulders, framing her perfectly oval face.
Janet paused at her mailbox, opening the small tin box with slender fingers. Personal appearance was obviously important to her. Her face looked impossibly beautiful, flawless and smooth. A smile curved her pouting lips, luscious and glossy with their passionate red color. A matching shade adorned her fingernails, at least an inch long and so very sexy.
She could not recall what exactly had prompted her to move to this small cul-de-sac suburb. It had been a good year since her trip to Thailand...and memories of that were quite fuzzy indeed. But within that time, she had completely uprooted her life. Many of her old assets were used to purchase the bulk of her collection....charms, potions, strange effects that she could not recall learning to use, but had all of the experience necessary.....her goals were unclear, even to her, but a glance around at the houses with families, young children growing up and maturing, she 'knew' what her goal was...she needed to begin educating them all....
But where to begin?