[i]In the usual room of The House, adorned with fine oak furniture and red velvet upholstery, a bed with silk sheets, and an adjoining grand-sized room for bathing, the ecaflip waited. The chocolate-coloured mistress stretches her arms out lazily, walking easily towards a nearby cushioned seat. Smoothing her dress out before planting her thick rump on it, she smiles coyly awaiting her client. She crosses her legs and picks up a book. When the customer arrives, she has no doubt they'll announce their presence somehow.

Would they appreciate the sight? She wore her usual garb, popular as it was; a dress combining a red top and black bottom, fitting to her curvy form rather well. She'd kicked off her shoes but her feet were still covered in black silk stocking, her hands in red silk gloves. Her hair was tied into two tails, the dark volumes falling over her bare shoulders teasingly. The sound of footsteps in the corridor hit her ears, perking them up.

Is someone there? she purrs, anticipating the meeting.[/i]

Miranda is a chocolate-coloured ecaflip, a mistress of a famous house of pleasure. Catering to rich clientele from all corners of the world, for the right price she seeks to give them whatever they may be looking for.

If you bookmark her, send her a message why. The [i]longer[/i], and the [i]dirtier[/i], the better.