Name: Raquelle Kirkland
Weight: 140 lbs
Measurement 38B (full B)
Raquelle grew up as close to normal as any rocker’s daughter could, living in a quiet neighborhood with her mother during the school year, but out on the road with her dad in the summertime. Spoiled? Yeah, maybe just a bit. But then, when you have eccentric parents like hers and you’re an only child, sometimes…it happens.
Upon graduation, she began actually going on stage with him for a song or two that they had written together. She absolutely loved it, but her father was insistent that she get a degree because, “The music industry is a fickle mistress, sweetie.” He told her, “You should have something you can fall back on in case things don’t work out.”
She loved traveling the world with her father, seeing all those famous places that people dream about.
So, she enrolled at a university’s chiropractic college. Either way, she’d be able to get her hands on GUYS!
Personality: Raquelle is a bit of a wild child. Playing guitar for her garage band after classes, she’s a flirt, a tease, a…look, but don’t touch kind of girl. If she wants you, she’ll come to you, but otherwise, no. She’s the kind of girl that has a fake id and sneaks into clubs whenever she can. She gets in trouble, but it’s the mischief variety. She’s not one to go vandalizing a place or anything like that.
As a friend, though, she’s got anybody’s back. She’s not afraid to take the blame since her parents half-expect her to be the instigator. It’s something she’s grown accustomed to.
Sexually speaking, she’s had a couple of boyfriends that she’s given it a go with, but nothing beyond the standard missionary/cowgirl things. That doesn’t mean there isn’t more she’d like to try, just…it’s kind of difficult to find a guy that she likes that wants to broaden her horizons.
On's: Exhibitionism, teasing, guys and girls, submission, light bondage, fantasy creatures (sentient variety capable of communication)
Offs: urine, feces, vomit, pain (beyond spanking), gore, vore, straight up beastiality