Ana slowly walked around the girl, taking in the enclosed atmosphere with hurried impatience inevident on his determined face, by checking the name tag of this girl named Viktoriya Lebedeev, and inside the lift he, like a gentleman, stood behind the petite girl who had mistakenly aroused Ana by uttering folly colloquial modernism, this stunning low rise twin tailed girl with ample breasts, a pair of red ribbons on her head and merry blue eyes.
"..." The beaitiful girl, clearly creeped out by Ana, kept her back towards him and stood still, only looking ahead without making any visible movements, afterall, she was an introverted and shy girl who seldom spoke to anyone other than her mother and close friends.
And that was another mistake she committed for Ana immediately initiated a conversation with her.
