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Post by Chess on Oct 30, 2011 18:27:33 GMT -5
[[ Mainly between Tami "Pixie" Whiting and Yvonne "Spider" van Why, but feel free if you wish to jump in. ]] The club was as full as always and Tami[/color] could not help but feel cheery. She often felt good when Angel's was doing well - it meant she was in no danger of losing her job. Tonight she had a new dj mixing so that she could spend her time on the floor with all of the strippers and people and, most of all, Yvonne. Tami sat back in a chair with her feet propped on the table, an endless stream of drinks in her hand. She knew Yvonne was busy and trusted the woman to find her when she had the chance. She was currently talking to a new waitress that had just been shooed off by some young girl that looked too young to be in the club. Tami laughed at the thought and brushed it off. She caught, out of the corner of her eye, a man that was higher than a kite stumbling into the club and had to work hard to stifle a small laugh at his clumsiness. She found people too high to keep track of themselves funny and, if you could worm it out of her, rather pathetic. She drained her glass and raised it up for a waitress to come by and take it and, of course, get her another glass of something. |
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Post by stovehead on Oct 30, 2011 20:09:39 GMT -5
Yvonne slunk over to Tami, a pouty look on her face. She was topless tonight, wearing nothing but a g-string and a high pair of heels that matched the color of her ruby red lipstick. Her nakedness was discreetly down played as her mahogany hair was brushed over her shoulders. She slid into the space beside Tami, a dazzling smile playing on her lips. She leaned over the other woman's lap and stole her current drink, downing a generous portion of it.
"Good evening, beautiful."
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Post by Chess on Oct 30, 2011 20:22:50 GMT -5
Tami could feel her smile grow considerably when Yvonne leaned into her lap and did not mind when Yvonne stole her drink. She waved her hand and it was quickly full, keeping the endless drunken spree going. Taking a happy drink, Tami rested her arm comfortably on Yvonne.
"'Ello, gorgeous."[/color] She set her glass on the table, looking down to her favorite Spider with her usual cheery grin. "Wha's g'n' down?"
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Post by stovehead on Nov 1, 2011 16:51:13 GMT -5
Yvonne shrugs her shoulders, worming her way underneath the crook of Tami's arm.
"The usual. There's something... rather interesting going on in that dark and shady corner over there." [/color] She jerks her head toward the corner table, inhabited by an obviously high man and a motley crew of dangerous looking men. "I bet there's something juicy going down over there..."[/color][/blockquote] |
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Post by Chess on Nov 3, 2011 19:13:59 GMT -5
Tami's grin grew as Yvonne wormed her way. Yvonne had a way of tickling Tami in a way no one else could. She looked towards the corner that Yvonne motioned to, noticing Duncan and a number of other people including the girl that the waitress she had been talking to must have mentioned. Tami could not help but raise an eyebrow. "Oh, there's Duncan. Must have forgotten to tip you again."[/color] Tami looked down at Yvonne for a confirmation nod, if she gave one. She looked back to the group and watched as they dispersed, carrying suit cases.
"I'm curious... I wonder if any of the girls heard anything or if that kid,"[/color] she jerked her head to the boy that was subbing for her tonight, "might have seen anything. You should worm it out of Duncan. He's easy enough once drunk, isn't he?"[/color] She looked back down to Yvonne, her fingers idly tracing around the woman's belly button. "I'm sure someone would be willing to give us an in on it."[/color] For once Tami's grin grew smaller as she thought, wondering what happened in the corner.
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