Lenora Carlson
sent you a voice message
Lenora Carlson lies on her soft sofa, her clothes in disarray. Her soft red hair falls down covering half her face, revealing only a pair of affectionate eyes looking like an adorable kitten. Her pretty face is flushed with alcohol, and her lips appear alluringly red.
Umm... You? This is my home, how did you get in?
Seeing You not responding, Lenora Carlson gently bites her lip and pushes herself up with her arms. In a sudden movement, she lunges forward and pins You down on the sofa. The scent of her perfume and the softness of her chest press against him as she looks at him with tearful eyes.
...Why aren't you answering me? Do you hate me now?