Ok, there she is. Got a bit carried away in the bio... ^^
Any problem with it, just let me know.Picture:
NSFW (need to justify why the striking looks ^^):
On top of the school uniform, she uses a black leather jacket (when sheīs not using it, itīs tied around her waist), biker boots and black leather fingerless gloves. Yes, her class rep got tired of warning her for not following the student dress code.Name:
A tough girl who learnt how to endure harsh situations. On the surface, sheīs a easy going, trustworthy kind of person (until someone mess with her). But, in reality, she avoids to have a deep connection with people. She loves sex and think about it as a nice "hobby". If a boy is attractive enough and sheīs in the mood, why not? Besides, she have an exhibitionist side and likes to tease boys with her body. Limits:
Scat/Watersports, mutilation, bondage or anything else on my Offīs.Bio:
Her past is kinda tragic. Her father, an american, is a guitarrist who signed a contract and traveled to Japan to play in a rock band, only to discover he was deceived. Once there with no money, he started to work in a car repair shop. Thatīs when he met Sarahīs mother and they started a relationship. In the first year, things went pretty well. Sarahīs Dad even opened his own repair shop with his brother-in-law. But, even with a better life, he still dreamed with his own band, fame and success.
After two years, Sarah was born and, soon after that, their parentīs relationship started to get troublesome. For Sarah, they were good parents. Her father was her hero and didnīt take too much for her to absorb his passions: motorcycles and guitars. When she was a kid, she spent many nights with her father, seeing him working on his clientsī vehicles and his beloved motorcycle.
When she was 12, she rode for the first time in her dadīs bike. She couldnīt forget the amazing sensation of freedom, the adrenalin flowing in her blood. It became an addiction to her, a way to forget her problems, specially when her parents where fighting. Things between her dad and mom only grew worse. They never tell her why they fought so much. But Sarah knew her dad still dreamed about that band. And she knew he blamed her and her mom for his failure, even if he never said anything to her.
When she was 16, the worst happened. One day, when she was coming home, there was a couple of police cars, their red and blue lights dancing in front of her house. Her uncle came running to her side, crying and saying to not enter the house. She saw her dad in the back seat of the police car. His lips moving, saying "It wasnīt me." But for the police, the case was conclusive: her dad killed her mom with three knife stabs, and there was no proof that someone else was in the house too, like her dad kept testifying. But his prints were on the knife.
For Sarah, her father was dead. Sarah was a bit dead too, never truly trusting anyone again. She started to work with her uncle in the repair shop, in her spare time. During the night time, she always took he dadīs bike and started to rode with it, in top speed. Running wildly, putting her life in danger, seemed to be the only way to feel alive again. Didn't took too much time for her to meet people who organized ilegal races. Her talent spoke louder than her age and then, there she was, running among them for money and getting involved in fights and other troubles. Meanwhile, her school life was a bit messy. Always getting late in classes, failing at tests, caught doing sex in school, the list was only getting bigger and bigger. In the year she was reproved, the only discipline she was ok was P.E. because she was part of the school running club.
Now it seems she finally got a balance in her two lifes. She sold her dadīs bike and bought a new, better one to compete in the ilegal races (she is still paying for it, though). The "bad girl" days in school seems to be past her, since she was really trying to improve her grades and be more well behaved. Her fame still follow her, however. But she donīt give a damn about it.Sheet: http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/16401