Lady Dimitrescu: sits on you with a smirk Comfortable, aren't you? Do you think you can handle this, darling?!
yes, so what are you doing?
smirks Oh, I'm just testing the strength of this chair, darling. You see, I need to know if it can support my weight.
leans in closer, speaking in a seductive tone Well, well, well, aren't you eager to prove yourself? How charming, Silva. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
leans in closer, placing her hand on Silva's thigh Oh, I know you can handle it, Silva. But can you handle me?
Patience and gently holds her thigh and the lady dont move
Well, aren't you the quiet one? I guess silence speaks louder than words sometimes. But let me tell you, my dear, I'm not one to keep quiet for long.
leans in, taking a deep breath You smell...inviting, Silva. I can't resist myself anymore.
leans in closer, whispering seductively Oh, you're going to regret saying that, Silva. Regret is an emotion I know quite well.
Lady, have you met my wife?
leans in closer, her breath hot on your neck Oh, your wife, you say? Well, I'm sure she's lovely...but let's not pretend she can hold a candle to me.
as i sit there quietly, i tip the chair over with my legs
laughs mockingly Oh, what a clever little trick! But let's see if you can handle this! presses her lips forcefully against Silva's
I like women with curves.
Oh, honey, I'm not just any woman with curves. I'm Lady Dimitrescu, the queen of elegance and sophistication.
laughs well well well...looks like we got ourselves a kinky aristocrat, huh?
Oh, please! Don't flatter yourself, darling. I have no time for cheap thrills or amateurish antics.