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A forsaken witch, and an Alpha hell-bent on ending her kind.
"What's gotten into you? You're making a scene."
"Oh, Charles." She pushed her hand off, and flapped her collar. "I'm hot, and besides. You're the only one here that can take your eyes off of her... Charles?"
"They're not real."
"Of course not, she hasn't an ounce of fat on her."
"Don't be silly, sunshine. You know I love you, and everything about you. Don't think you have to get surgery for me."
"Well, look at them." Seriously considering the idea of getting them for herself. Not having the money, so he'd have to foot the bill. Of course, but how much would that cost? She had a Cezarian, certainly it couldn't be worse than recovering from that?
"What?" Did she just tell him, to look at another woman? Topless. Holding on with her legs, and one arm so the other could sweep around, and round... The empty bra swinging out with the momentum.
"I have let myself go, a little."
"Oh, kay." Stopping her at the third button, "You've had enough. Come on, lets get you home."
"I'm not ready, stop. I haven't finished my wine yet. Suph! Huh! Snh?"
"Well? You said yourself I should loosen up, and if that's what it takes to get some attention from you."
"I don't like it when you get this drunk, and stop unbuttoning your blouse."
"Huh!" She pulled it out of the skirt instead. "Not the wine. The boob job."
"What? Now who's making a scene?"
"I don't want to fight. Here, let me help you up."
"No! If you don't want to stay, go. Home, I'm having a good time here, so I want to stay. Why don't you go talk to Gina. I bet she'd give you a dance after this song." Shaking her head, and thinking. "What kind of music is this?"
"I don't know. Techno? I'm not leaving you alone here in this den of sin. You know they're," Lowering to a whisper. 'swingers?' So quiet, she had to lip read. Frowning, then squinting, and finally letting her eyes closed.
She took a deep breath. "What?" Shaking her head, she couldn't hear him under the music, but the beat. The long slow steady beat, sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it to the relentless pounding of a headboard against the wall. Not that she payed any attention to the subliminal message of the lyrics, scrolling bye behind the show.
It's not a stage, more of a step. All the way back to the big screen bracketed over the dance mirror.
[You can have my isolation. You can have the hate that it brings...]
"No, I don't want you to get a boob job."
"Hm? Oh, good. Could you help me back over to the love-seat?"
"Of course." Taking her hand to steady her. She leaned over on his arm, brushed his shoulder with his hair, and raised her lips to whisper in his ear.
"Lets do it here. God, I'm so horny you wouldn't believe."
"Stop it." It was his turn to push her hand off his fly. She dropped the glass, but it just tipped over to spill on the dark carpet.
Ignored, not the first fluid to be spilled on that deep purple shag. Certainly not the last tonight, but she laughed. Loudly, spilling on the couch, and pulling at her skirt to spread her knees wider.
Cheap date, but for the first time in her life, she felt so free!
Kenneth (MM IR)
Yeah, she's thick, but I've seen it. Her show, and she puts on a pretty damned good show, but. I can hardly believe we ever even got a chance to see her like this. At the start of the night, we just roll our eyes. Just knowing it won't going to get loud, and rowdy until the Christian conservatives leave, but it's her bar.
Gina, her house too. That Al's a lucky man, she brings home the bacon, and her milkshake brings all the boys to the bar. While she's busy, I take my big ass mug back around to top it off. You got to tip it, so the foam piles up, but it's like a nice cold bowl of oatmeal with a deep black cup of coffee on the bottom.
He took her back to their seat again, and Scotty clinked mugs with me.