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Post by .. Arya >>Christine<< Kudos .. on Mar 4, 2006 20:18:42 GMT -5
Matt Shen entered the bar, letting the noise and crowds wash over him, but not penetrate him. Almost four hundred pairs of eyes turned to look at him, and small smiles appeared on many faces, scowls on others. They all knew him.
He was the drug dealer, the one night stand man. He could charm the sense out of anyone. But few knew his dark past. He wasn't born to do drugs. He wasn't born to live for sex. And he definitely wasn't born to enter shady clubs.
The man walked up to the bar, a couple of hungry looking eyes still trailing him. He wasn't interested in drinks, only in business. The eyes that watched him were the bloodshot ones, still suffering from a hangover. They wanted something..
Matt himself was uninterested, his eyes were only for the hot girls, the insecure. When he saw one, he he would pounce.
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Mar 5, 2006 14:01:57 GMT -5
The doors swung open to the bar with a heavy clunk. A slim, tall figure eased herself in, an apologetic smile crossing her face briefly as she closed the door behind her. In the dim light of the bar, the girl's glossy, 'dirty' blonde hair reflected the light of the lonely light bulb. Soft hazel eyes, tinted amber in the light, sparkled mischievously. She was young, but already expirienced. Lighting a Silk Cut casually, Edessa Estrangelo strolled over to the counter. She seated herself, stylish kitten - heels clinking slightly against the cold floor. She was dressed in a pretty blue halter neck with the emblem 'Italians Do It Better' and knee-length jeans. A sigh rolled from her soft pinkish lips, as a bartender was called.
"The usual."
She said, and a Cosmopolitan came rolling her way. She caught it, scratching the soft polish on her nails in the process. Cursing, she sipped the drink.
I will quit, she told herself, smoking the cigarette. But she knew already that she wouldn't.
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Post by `Avvy on Mar 5, 2006 19:20:10 GMT -5
Kaylee Hart had gotten by the bouncer on a whim and the 16 year old girl was ecstatic that she was in a bar. Wait 'till Cassie hears this!! She'll go green with envy!! These were the thoughts in the girls mind as she giddilly ordered a daquiri at the bar, looking around nonchalantly as she sipped it. She tugged down viciously at her bikini-type shirt, as it had a tendancy to ride up in the worst of times. Skin-tight low-rise jeans hadn't made the bouncers decision to let her in any harder either, and she did look about 19 with her whole outfit. She'd been told many times that it was way too easy to get taken advantage of as an under-age in a bar, but she was smart. It couldn't, wouldn't happen to Kaylee. Long strawberry blond hair swished on her shoulders as the short girl grinded with some unknown on the floor, making her sexuality there for all to see, but not touch... waiting for someone special to bump up against her, the young girl giggled, for the vodka she'd had before was beginning to effect her....
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Post by .. Arya >>Christine<< Kudos .. on Mar 6, 2006 3:46:58 GMT -5
Two girls came and sat next to Matt, both of them stunning in their own way. The first one was.. well, a real high class one, she didn't seem to belong in the pub with its scoundrels and tramps. The second one was young, probably a virgin, and had a stunned look on her face that made her seem.. well, juvinile, and even a little guilty. She knew she shouldn't be here..
The older woman would be easier to sell to, and Matt leaned a little closer for a better look. She did look rather nice..
Say.. Would you ladies be interested in some of the world's best weeds?
He asked casually, using body signals that strongly suggested he wanted more than their business, and to the outsider, it would simply look as if he was looking for a night of fun. But no, he had two things in mind, like most men.. Money and Sex. Of course.
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Mar 6, 2006 10:27:49 GMT -5
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Edessa's eyes flickered over to the man who had now edged over towards her. 'Er soft gaze recognised him as being quite handsome, and if they had been in any other place, definately striking, but the dim glow of the light made him look slightly ghostly, the edge in his voice cruel.
But what the hell, she wondered suddenly. Glancing to the other girl, she realised the chances were she didn't know what he was on about. While she, definately knew. And after a long, frustrating day at work, what would be better than a shot, sniff, or taste of something much stronger than the pointless cigarettes. And something more, it seemed, by the man's tone of voice...having had expirience as a prostitute twice before - against her own will, in fact - Edessa knew about that area of work.
She stubbed the cigarette, letting it drop from her slender, soft fingers into the barren ashtray. The smoking had not affected her physically, as if it knew that if it tried, she would give up straight away. Her voice was still soft, smooth, the hint of an accent that emphasised her exotica even more.
Leaning over slightly, a strand of smooth hair falling over her ear slightly, she answered, eyes sparkling under the semi-darkness of the dingy pub,
"Name your price..or your conditions?"
Letting the last word trail away delicately, she leaned over further, the slightly loose neck of her top making a groove from which the soft shape of her breast was forming giving her an even more formidable effect. Although she knew it wasn't just money the man was after, she was going to play hard to get... although already it seemed that her evening was planned out for her on a map. Or, shall we say, a bed. But then Edessa could think of many more imaginative places...
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Post by `Avvy on Mar 6, 2006 14:21:23 GMT -5
Kaylee smiled, recognizing him as someone she'd scored from before, moving closer, she tapped him on the shoulder, hopefully snapping him out from 'is conversation with the other girl. Smiling up at him, she spoke, tunes carrying forth softly but hopefully...
Hey!! Remember me?? You used to deal to me and my friends...
small frown touched 'er delicate features, defined cheeks becoming a picture of confusion. New light entered 'er portals, this one complteetly undetectable by most everyone, not yet sure what to make itself. Speaking again, a slight hint of agitation, 'er voice was louder this time....
Then you didn't return our calls or anything, and we had to go elsewhere. Why'd yah stop talking to us?? I know I really missed you...
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Post by .. Arya >>Christine<< Kudos .. on Mar 7, 2006 3:04:01 GMT -5
Matt couldn't seem to stop staring at the chick in front of him, but turned to the young girl for just a moment - long enough to keep her interested. Of course, he didn't remember her, but he had sold to so many by now, they had all blended into a blur.
Uh.. Really..? Well, I'm almost sure I called back. Your answering machine probably ran out of memory.
He replied, then turning back to the stunning woman. She seemed to know the ways of the scum quite well, he wasn't surprised. This would be fun. Matt's watch glowed a bright 10:22 pm, and he grinned. The night was still young for the likes of him, and there were many sales he could get in. Or, judging by the direction this conversation was going, could be a night of fun..
Well, it depends on what you're looking for.. But it's such a waste to spend your money on something as destroying as that.. Maybe some fun instead?
This was it, the big question.. She could either name the weeds, or get down to business. Not much choice really.
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Mar 7, 2006 10:52:20 GMT -5
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She laughed lightly, her head tilting a little enough to give the other girl a look that was disguised as a glance. Her gaze returned to the man's, smiling flirtily, and sliding one arm on the bar counter until the glossy nail nearly touched his {{{shirt? t-shirt? jacket? *shrugs*}}}. Plans on playing hard-to-get went down the drain. The man was clearly keen, and Edessa found herself seduced, interested on what would happen next.
"Destroying? I wouldn't say so,"
She said, a tone of gentle sarcasm in her voice.
"But then, it would depend on what you call.."
She flashed him her most seducing look,
"Fun."
She arched her back gently, sliding forwards in her chair, her hand briefly touching his arm as she reached to drain the mouthful of Cosmopolitan which was left in her glass. Already her thoughts were on the evening ahead...adrenalin erupting somewhere in her chest. Gaze flickered to the younger girl...a moment of pity for her, but soon she was forgotten also.
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Post by `Avvy on Mar 7, 2006 21:53:39 GMT -5
Rolluing her eyes, the drunken sixteen year old sighed loudly, refusing to be ignored now that she had found ihm again. Thoughts of re-tellnig the stroy to her friends were whirling in her mind, and she spoke again, annoyance flickering clearly in her bright blue eyes....
You really think I'm that stupid?? Oh well, you know what, your loss. How much are you charging these days for a gram??? Still ten, or have your prices gone up?
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Post by .. Arya >>Christine<< Kudos .. on Mar 8, 2006 3:13:05 GMT -5
Ten?!
The thought flashed through Matt's mind quickly. He had never charged so little for pot before, and marajuana was even more expensive. He found it hard to resist the urge to bring this woman home right away, though there was business to do first..
Ten? Well, for you kiddo, it's twenty-five for pot, and fifty for marajuana.
He replied, voicing his usual. Suddenly, the woman's fingers came startlingly close to him, and the man felt a primitive urge he couldn't resist. After all, he was only human, what could you expect..?
If you ever feel the urge to order, stop by my house sometime..
He replied in an offhand manner, and suddenly put a strong arm around the woman's defined waist, suddenly realizing he didn't even know her name. Her aroma was entracing, something he simply could not resist.. Matt drew closer and closer to her, moving his free hand around to her face, brushing her hair tenderly from her face and running them down until they were right above his arm.
They passed an area he would explore.. later. Matt placed his lips on her own red, full ones, and kept them there for quite a while, waiting for her to make her move..
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Mar 8, 2006 13:17:55 GMT -5
ooc:// Are you still talking about Edessa, Chrissy?
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Post by `Avvy on Mar 8, 2006 19:28:26 GMT -5
im gonna guess he is and carry on like so... lol she just stared at him. twenty five dollars?  ? his was good, but..... still. an extra fifteen got her... what? a bit better high? no thanks. turning, ready to leave, she spoke again, this time carelessly. *Thanks, but no thanks, Matt. I guess I'll be seeing you around then...* |
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Post by .. Arya >>Christine<< Kudos .. on Mar 8, 2006 23:24:07 GMT -5
(Lol, yeh, sorry if I didn't make that clear..)
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Mar 9, 2006 12:59:42 GMT -5
ooc:// Lol, I had a daunting suspicion it may have been Edessa....but ya nerver know. Soz.  ic:// [glow=teal,8,000]
A moment of shock zapped through Edessa's system at the man's sudden movement..replaced immediately by pure pleasure. She moved forwards also, her arms sliding around his shoulders, scenting the distinctive smell of men... as his face moved forwards, she closed her eyes, enjoying...a moment of confusion as she too realised that she knew not his name. But who cared? It was the zest of the moment...Sex first, questions later. A sort of motto if you must..
She responded softly to the kiss, playing her tongue before nibbling his lip slightly...she had had expirience with this, at the very least. Leaning forwards, she was almost in his arms... but just nearly, as if teasing. teasing, to pounce for the kill...
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Post by .. Arya >>Christine<< Kudos .. on Mar 9, 2006 23:54:45 GMT -5
(xD)
Suddenly, Matt stood, still running his hands across Edessa's beautifuly shaped body, exploring as far as he could.. In public. He began to walk towards the door, not letting go of his new girl, keeping her lips on his. He felt her tongue searching for his, and responded as rough as he could without lying down, massaging the tip of her tongue with his own rough one. The cold glass panel on his back gave Matt an odd feeling - warmth on one side and coldness on the other.
They were outside now, in the dark alley that one side of the pub opened up to. Matt glanced down at Edessa for a moment - it would be so bothersome to head home now and waste an hour, why not do it here..?
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? his was good, but..... still. an extra fifteen got her... what? a bit better high? no thanks. turning, ready to leave, she spoke again, this time carelessly.