New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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I just want a drink |
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Say What? |
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Oh gawd. How am I going to walk in those heels? |
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 6:08 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 6:50 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 6:58 am
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*sinking down further, she jumps up immediately, thinking she's still in her jacuzzi. Finding herself in her bed, she's a little confused, but shrugs, knowing one way or another she found her way to her bed. Pulling the covers back, she sees that she's still wrapped in a towel. Now I KNOW what happened. To lazy to find bed clothes and entirely too tired to care. Damn, I forgot how much dancing takes out of you. Doesn't help matters that I drink heavily either.
Rolling her eyes and sighing, she knows what she's going to have to do. No m ore alcohol except on the job, and she knows a little trick for that to keep her from being intoxicated. And she's going to have to start running again. Cursing and mumbling under her breath, she goes into her closet and finds something to wear for the days events. Heading into the kitchen, she finds something to eat and notes the contents she dumped out of her bags last night.
one of the things being a bouquet of black roses and a black silk wrapped box. Her mind racing, she goes over all the people she saw last night in VIP and remembers the man in blacks younger brother, Solomon aka Solo. He very fond of her last night and made one of his body guards go out and bring her the bouquet and box, undoubtedly something he kept on hand in quantity for the inexperienced women he deals with. Smiling, she accepted the gifts and went back to her latest tease.
Infuriated to be blown off as such, he came to her himself and placed ten stacks in her hand just for her to walk over to his table. Smirking, she politely handed him his money back and told him she didn't need coercing or payment to go to anyone's table. Turning back to the man at hand, knowing he wouldn't leave without her, she waited for him to make his move. He left and cleared his table, then went and paid the owner for the VIP room for the next three nights, with a hefty commission to make sure I was in there every night he paid for.
Not being part of her plan but working out just the same, she now has three days to figure out how to execute the kidnapping. Picking up the gifts, she heads out her door and locks it, going down the corridor and up the stairs through the passageway, coming out the office and into the bar seeing Ayami. Smiling, she heads to the espresso machine and makes an extra large double mocha to go*
Morning my love. How are things?
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:01 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:13 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:20 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:21 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:24 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:30 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:36 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:41 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:47 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 7:56 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 8:03 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 8:12 am
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