So, as she did every so often, Jillian had been pretty much nonexistant for a while.. Holed up in her library/study, furthering her learning and skills.... But now she was back.. No longer a hermit... and man her entrance was grand...

Dresses in a skimpy sapphire blue dress... One might almost think it was simply painted on, Jillian enters The Red Zone...

The dress reaches the middle of her thighs.. a bit modest.. but the front is an absolutely plunging neck line, with an elegant diamond necklace as her accessory.... On her feet are "stripper shoes" pretty much... The heels are at least 4 inches, stiletto, a nice strappy sandal heel.

She's cut her hair.. It now is a slightly choppy bob, reaching just to her chin.. And it frames her face beautifully.. Her cheek bones highlighted, her brown eyes lined and shining out... Her lips simply glossed.. She's breathtaking... A nice change, anyway...

She steps in and looks around, hip popped slightly, showing off her long revealed legs..

Her eyes roam the bar for a familure face as she saunters over to the bar, ordering the house special.

 Though surrounded by a threesome of blondes that seem to be giggling at some remark, you can easily make out the suave young Italian. He spots your arrival and nods, indicating he will be over shortly.

After another five minutes he finally slips free of them and takes the seat next to you with a grin,"I fear you made them jealous, so finally able to come out and see your old friends? I must say, that outfit is delicious," looking you over with his eyes.