Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-25808351-20190219182718

(BT) “I-I uh, y-yes, Sir Jorge.” Imperia’s face is red like an apple as she opens the door to Jorge’s bedroom. She sets the giant burgundy bed for the tiny child and pulls a blanket from the closet once she’s finished. Imperia returns to the couch and drapes the blanket over her lap as she awaits Jorge’s return. While she waits for Jorge, Imperia pulls a mirror from her purse and looks over her hair and pearly white teeth, making sure she is suitable for her male company.