Lovin' is what I got Who: Nisha and open Where: The sound is coming from her bedroom, the action is probably there and on at least half the floor her room's in. When: At around noon NSFW Mature vibrating content
This had been the longest dry spell Nisha had ever gone through since she became sexually active at the ripe age of sixteen. It was going on for over a month now, since obviously even before she had stumbled upon this place she hadn't been in a very sexual mood what with Diego's murder and being hunted herself and everything. She hadn't really missed it, but then she'd come to realize there were more gorgeous people per square mile here than on the set of an HBO show.
For the past week or so every night her dreams had been of a sexual tone, involving differing degrees of raunchiness and different numbers of people. Today, she had woken up and decided she was no longer going to wait for 'the real thing', since apparently everybody in this place had a chip or ten on their shoulder and most of the people she'd like to screw were staff members who probably didn't really go for that kind of thing with guests. Which was a shame, considering the security team alone had been heavily featured in her dreams lately.
Wearing only a long men's t-shirt she'd run to her car and gotten her "Little Box of Release" out of the trunk, then run all the way back to her room. Inside the box was, of course, every sex toy Nisha had ever bought in Vegas - and given the advances this industry had made, there were a lot of them. With a smile, Nisha took her hot pink and beautiful 7 functions rabbit and a couple more things from the box, and laid back on the bed.
Not two minutes later Nisha was screaming for good God, so loudly that a deaf person might even feel the sound waves hit them. It might even sound a little bit like a murder was going on. "OH FUCK GODDAMN HOLY SHIT FUCK!" She screamed, hair on her face and hips moving involuntarily.