34C breasts, curved hips and long athletic legs. Rivianne use to be a alchemist and thus knew how to brew up many different potions. Before she use to...use them for good, healing, pain relief and sleep help but now she likes to mix in a bit of poison, aphrodisiacs or paralysis. When Rivianne wants to, she can make everybody in the room want to spend the night with her. She spends much of her fortunes on jewelry and keepsakes. When not on the job, she'll dazzle herself with ruby and emerald. "You can start, Ken."He instantly began to eat the food.Misha gave little attention to Ken and found herself smiling at Bob. She wondered how he was enjoying the food. She was happy she had him in her house.Bob was halfway through his food. "Misha, didn't you want to say something to Ken-boy?"Ken hated being called that."Oh, yes!" She sat back in her seat. Taking a napkin from her lap, she dabbed it to her lips before taking a gulp of wine. "Well, as you know, Ken, I have decided to quit work.. She held on as he took a corner at a high rate of speed. It seemed like blind luck that kept them from colliding with that cab, but she knew she could always rely on his excellent driving to pull them through something like that. He had steady hands, even when hers would get all sweaty when things got tough. Still, they were both tough old birds. The bosses kept threatening to put them both with the young kids, but so far they kept them together simply because their numbers were so good. True,. “Good morning, Jake. Did you sleep better last night?”“Yeah, I did.”“Sweet dreams, or were they wet dreams?”“A little of both,” he replied, grinning.“You know, Jake, you don’t seem to have an ounce of modesty, do you?”“What do you mean?”“Well, you leave your door wide open when you sleep, and don’t cover up with anything, not even underwear.”“It’s too hot in that room. What do you expect?” he replied.“Well, it’s just as hot in my room, but I still wear a nightgown.”“Allison, you’re starting to.