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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 7:11:48 GMT
"Only a few blocks from here, I was walking home from work too actually."
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 7:18:52 GMT
"Really?" she asked. "What is it you do?"
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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 7:21:48 GMT
"I do construction," Nate answered, "what about you?"
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 7:24:35 GMT
Roxanne merely smiled and stopped in front of her place. "This is me," she said.
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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 7:27:35 GMT
"Oh, ok," he said wondering briefly why she avoided it but dropped it. "Have a good night and be safe."
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 7:30:24 GMT
She shrugged out of his jacket, handed it back. "Thanks again." She looked up at him for a long moment, waiting, before smiling wryly and going in, glancing over her shoulder one last time before she shut the door.
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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 7:33:16 GMT
He was glad she was alright this time it hadn't even crossed his mind that she could have been single and rateable. She was definitely cute and beautiful but way out of his league as far as he was concerned. He put his cost back on and headed home.
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 7:45:51 GMT
A few nights later Roxanne was backstage at the club she worked at, adjusting the sit of her garter belt and thigh high stockings. She looked in the mirror critically, smoothed her coffee coloured hair, adjusted her cleavage, checked out the perfect butt her thong did nothing to hide and nodded. She slipped a negligee and boy shorts over the skimpier underwear -- after all, a girl had to strip things off to be a stripper. Good to go. She took two quick shots of tequila to make the night go over better and stepped through a door. The strip club was busy that night, men lined up at the bar for drinks, surrounding the tables, lining the catwalks. Beautiful women slunk around in fancy underwear and high heels, gyrating to the music and dancing around the poles. Roxanne swapped out with one of the girls, and shut off her mind as she listened to the music. Her sleek hair was perfectly straight and hung down to her hips like a glossy curtain and her hips swayed to the beat. Eventually the negligee came off, as did the girl boxers. Money littered the ground both at her feet and tucked into the strap of the thong. She was good at this job, long lithe body perfectly sexy, with just the right amount of curve in all the right places and not even a single pound of extra fat. She also had a tiny waist and long long legs, emphasized by high heels. She was also a good dancer, managing to be sensuous and suggestive without being vulgar or trashy. That combined with a narrow, foxy face and flashing green eyes and she was certain to tuck away a good amount of money that night, and most others.
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Post by alley on Sept 23, 2015 3:28:13 GMT
There weren't many bars in Gothamme that didn't also have a strip show. The average joe bars tended to have two parts a bar and an adjacent catwalk for their working women. Nate never came to look at the girls and normally he wasn't much of a drinker either. It took a lot to get people like him and his brother drunk. He only ever went out when he gets influenced by someone else. Tonight Talia had asked him to come have drinks with her after they left duty. She knew he was something of a social moron, sure everyone was pals with him but it never went farther than that he was so withdrawn.
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Post by Admin on Sept 23, 2015 4:00:58 GMT
Talia bought Nate a drink to get things started. "Lively place tonight," she commented glancing around. She set a beer before him, glancing around with interest.
Roxanne finished up a lap dance for a regular, kissing him on the cheek with a friendly smile. He tucked a twenty into her garter and sent her off with a familiar smack on the butt. She smiled in amusement and crossed the floor.
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Post by alley on Oct 1, 2015 4:54:10 GMT
Nate shrugged showing little to no interest in either the beer set before him or the atmosphere around him. "I guess, if you're into that thing," Nate agreed passively as he always did. He was a hard person to grab interest of. He didn't go to touch his beer.
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Post by Admin on Oct 1, 2015 5:00:45 GMT
Roxanne cocked a hip as she swiveled to watch the activity when a particular face caught her eye. Well if it wasn't her rescuer. She hadn't thought he'd be the type to frequent a place like this and she could tell from his slightly hunched shoulders and and bland expression that she'd been right on the money. She sauntered over on long legs. "Look what the cat dragged in," she drawled in a sexy tone, eyeballing his companion. Hot, in a rough and tumble kind of way. Roxanne digged pretty hard on the haircut -- she had a thing for people with the shaved sides, long on top style. She read some history there too, in the familiar way they mirrored each other's movements and the comfort.
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Post by alley on Oct 1, 2015 5:17:06 GMT
Nate was in another world, thinking about power training and getting a meal when he was interrupted. Genuinely he was glad to see her seemingly well, "Hey, how have you been?" Nate greeted friendly as ever it was how he knew.
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Post by Admin on Oct 1, 2015 5:20:33 GMT
"Oh good," she replied blithely, showing off white even teeth to his friend. She held out a hand, completely comfortable in her nudity. "Roxanne." Talia took it with her trademark, wicked grin, the kind that promised trouble of the fun variety. She was looking over the stripper slowly, from the crown of her very nice, very long hair, to the soles of her stiletto clad feet. "Talia."
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Post by alley on Oct 1, 2015 5:37:27 GMT
It took a moment to take in the total of what she was wearing, which wasn't much. He tried his best to hide his nerves, "keeping away from trouble I hope?" He certainly didn't seem like the type.
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