Identities that are carefully built are easily replaced. Names erased, quotas changed, expectations lowered. A once courageous, intelligent girl was put into a box, expected to cling to the arm of whatever human came along and paid money for her services -- she was taught to do whatever it was they wanted her to do, no matter the consequences. She was no longer... herself. Through the motions and the smiles and the pictures exists an emptiness in her eyes. She does what is expected, finishes the job, and retires -- remembering every face of every customer she has ever had, even when standing on street corners and making the rounds. Goals of ivy-covered walls and traveling the world dashed into nothing but bite sized pieces of a girl just trying to go to her bed alive every night.
Emma Lee "Do you really want to know, or should we get on with what you brought me here for?"
Independent Whatever your fantasy wants it to be.
As old as you want.
In her makeup looks older than she is.
New York City, New York, USA Korea.
Brown, blue contacts.
Slender and slim, her body is an ideal hourglass figure that is desirable to most creatures of the night
5 ft 4 in or 162 cm.
54 kg or 119 pounds.
She has no visible birthmarks or scars.
Mixed (Korean-American) looks.
She is allergic to
your bullshit dogs but still likes them.
She is an escort.
Cold, sharp and quiet
with a gooey caramel center.