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Post by Dessa Richardson on Apr 15, 2010 2:19:43 GMT -3
Dessa sat quietly in the rear seat of a yellow cab, the mix of cigarette smoke and body odor nearly made her gag. Taking her perfume from her small clutch and spritzing a few sprays into the thick air trying to cover the nasty smell of the driver. His shinny bald head reflected the shimmering city lights as they passed them slowly, to slowly..."Excuse me...do you think you could drive any faster?" Her voice loud in his ear to make sure she didn't have to repeat herself over his loud annoying music.
Relaxing her bare back, back against the sticky seat while waiting for his answer which Dess was sure would be smart assed. Sure enough it was, his annoying voice rang loudly. Ahh honey in such a hurry, why don't you crawl up here and give me a reason to go faster? Raising a delicately arched brow while giving him a go to hell look. How about you get me to my destination as quick as the speed limit allows or your going to have a face full of mase...got me fat boy?
Ten Minutes later the cab stopped quickly along side the sidewalk right out side the long line that trailed along the cement for a few city blocks. Pushing the door open quickly to escape the worst ride of her life, Dessa tucked her clutch under her arm and stood up gracefully. Pushing her long tresses out of her face before slamming the cab door shut, stopping along side the front window long enough to throwing in her fare. The soft sound of her super high heels clinking on the pavement as she walked by one of the bouncers and kissing him on the cheek gently. Hey handsome...long line tonight! Leaving her voice soft so only he could hear her. A smile covered his face as he let his beefy hand slide down Dessa's bare back. "Well as always there's no line for you doll."
Giving a soft flirty giggle before disappearing into the darkness of the Alchemy Nightclub. Nina was suppost to meet her here. Dessa and Nina had become quick friends from the time they met on the Yale campus to the many times they had spent roaming the town together. Always having a blast with one another...from teasing the boys to pushing around their enemies. It was always a good time. The bright neon lights reflected off the shimmering body lotion that covered her skin, highlighter pink dress hugged her every curve as if it had been made just for her. Dark eyes searched the dark confinements of the night club for her best friend. Glancing down at her blackberry that she'd fished from her purse only a moment before.
(Texting Nina) ::WHERE R U @? :: -- Dessa let the text go through before looking back up before her and heading over to the packed bar. Knowing that she would never be carded in here for her drinks, hot women always got what they wanted here. "Cosmopolitan" She shouted to the hot bartender. Perhaps he would be on her menu for the night, but first where was her party buddy?
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Tagged: Nina...anyone else who wants to jump in.
Words: 556
Outfit: Pink Luv
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Post by Nina Davenport on Apr 15, 2010 2:54:13 GMT -3
Nina knew she was late. She and Dessa were supposed to go to Alchemy and Nina knew she would be late the second she walked out of library that day. She wasn’t normally one to spend too much time studying, but when it proved to be as necessary as it was that day, she couldn’t neglect it for too long.
She raced out of the library towards the TriDel house, rushing to her room and dropping her stuff on her bed, then jumping into the shower. She showered quickly enough, then rushed out and cracked the window so she wouldn’t sweat as she got dressed. she slid on her skin tight tube dress, adjusting the cleavage before grabbing her 4 ½ inch red heels and putting them on. She walked in heels as easily as if she were barefooted.
After getting dressed, she grabbed a red ring she had and long red earrings to match, decided to not put on a necklace and leave the neck nude, it drove men much crazier if they saw more, even though what they saw was nothing too important. She did her make up, all black to match her black nail polish, except for lipstick, she was wearing none. She fluffed her hair and thanked God it was as straight as it was, blow drying it was not necessary, she could let it dry in the wind and it would still be flawless.
She jumped into her black Cadillac Escalade and drove down to the club, windows down despite the chilly air so her hair could dry and get some volume from it. She got to the club quickly enough and left her car right in front of it, knowing very well there was no valet there. She threw her car keys up and one of the bouncers caught it. She grinned ”thanks baby, I’ll get the keys later.” she said without as much as looking at him, then moved up straight to the front door despite the kilometric line of people waiting to get in. ”Hey there, gorgeous.” she said to the front door bouncer with a wink. As usual, he opened the door and she slid right in, blowing him a soft kiss and noticing how the booing from the people outside suddenly disappeared when he closed the door after her.
The second she walked in she heard her phone beep. She reached into her black studded clutch and took it out only to see that it was Dessa, texting her to see where she was. She hated being late. She didn’t even bother texting back, she just moved up closer to the bar and, after spotting her friends, moved up close to where she was and shouted ”Make that two!” to the bartender who was making her friend’s drink. ”what did I miss?” she asked Dessa with a smile on her face as she fluffed her hair and clicked her lips, spreading the lipgloss over them evenly;
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Post by Dessa Richardson on Apr 15, 2010 12:58:57 GMT -3
The sound of her friend shouting from over her shoulder made Dessa startle. She had been watching the men that were dancing along the dance floor across the club. Nothing yet...However if you had been any later you would have missed all the fun. Playful blue eyes moved to focus on Nina and a smile curved Shy's pouty pink lips. "What took so long sister?" Her voice low as she leaned over to her friend to whisper in her ear. The sound of a few men behind them sucking in a shocked gasp, they actually thought Dessa was going to kiss her. Oh men were so gullible, get two beautiful women together and they suddenly start thinking with their peckers.
Rolling her eyes before turning her attention back on Nina and taking the pretty pink drink that the bartender offered them. "Hopefully he made these strong. I don't wanna feel nothing after about the second one." Slipping her arm under Nina's and looping them together, Dessa gave Nina the option of choosing their table. Soon there would be other TriDelta sisters here and the party would be on. However for now she and her bestie would just have to make this party rock alone...but they knew that their wasn't a sexier pair of TriDelta's on the campus.
As they headed towards the row of tables, Dessa who was busy watching the many boy toy's that were wandering around. Looking so inviting in their dark denim, boots, and white shirts. Mmmm, if she could only adopt them all she would never have a dull moment. Sassy smile covered her lips as she felt a pair of hands caress the length of exposed leg that showed from beneath her pink mini dress. Ignoring it like it hadn't happened, keeping her attention on her friend listening to her explain about this and that. Oh girl...I know what we need to do later...Tattoos...totally.
Dess had a few tattoos, all of them hidden from sight unless she was in a tiny bikini or fully nude. Then you could see them, the tiny cherrys on the very lower part of her flat tummy to her initials that were inscribed...elsewhere. This one she wanted in sight, that way her parent's would go absolutely crazy. She always loved to give them heart attacks. Soft laughter rang from her as she glanced at Nina to see how she felt about the idea.
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Post by Alex Lovelace on Apr 15, 2010 13:04:22 GMT -3
The nightlife was Alex's heaven. In his mind there was no better place to be in a club with loud music, dim lights, multiple drinks and plenty of filthy intoxicated loose women for the choose. It could heaven for any man who knew how to play his cards right. But could be hell if he didn't know his right from his left, or very well if he was a drunken idiot too.
So for him this was an experience and it had been his first outing nightclub outing since he first got here. But he already partially knew that it would be one that he wouldn't forget.
Getting out the cab, Alex stepped out onto the curb with a pair of black Timberlands, clean black jeans and a sleeveless navy blue shirt that had some MMA related merchandising on it. His silver rope chain with a cross pendant was dangling from around his neck. His tattoo on his right arm fitting in well with the toned biceps.
He would have worn shades but number one it was night time and he didn't want to look like an idiot. And number two why hide his beautiful blue eyes?
Alex had enough confidence to put a daredevil to shame and his back was upright and straight, highlighting just how much he thought about himself. He walked up to the bouncer, the first task of the night and he wasn't sure how it would go but he knew money talked more than anything else.
Walking up to the guy, he embraced him, not even knowing who he is but knew that the larger fellow would feel the paper exchange. "What up, man?" Alex said to the man, more of a greeting than a question.
The bouncer put the bill on the board he was carrying and saw that it was a hundred dollar bill. His eyes didn't go wide but Alex knew it had been enough to surprise the man. And he was absolutely positive it was going to be enough to pay his way in.
Alex took his step around the bouncer all the while giving him a slap on the bouncer's shoulders. Stepping through a somewhat deep curtain, Alex entered a nightclub that easily gave some of the ones he been to a run for it's money.
He gave a glance around and saw the dancers, the loners, the drunks and he shook his head. "Such decadence," he said aloud. "I could really get into trouble here."
But first thing first, loosen the tongue and therefore loosen the women. He grinned as he began to walk over closer towards the bar. It had been already surrounded and people were begging for their drinks.
Alex cut in when he could. He didn't want to seem in any kind of rush and ordered, "A shot of Everclear. Follow it up with a 7&7."
Upon receiving them both he took the shot of Everclear first and popped it back into his mouth and placed the glass down on the table, sliding the glass back over tongue bartender. He turned back to face the crowd with his 7&7 in hand and searched his eyes across the nightlife, a grin creeping onto his face - just knowing this would be a great night.
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Post by Nina Davenport on Apr 16, 2010 12:31:03 GMT -3
The expression on the guys’ faces when Dessa leant closer to talk closer to Nina’s ear was priceless, and their surprised breath intake was so intense, she felt some of her oxygen had been stolen away. She grinned and bit on her bottom lip in that sexy yet innocent kind of way and put her hand on Dessa’s hip, for no other reason than to tease the silly boys a little further.
Nina giggled and took her pretty drink, lopping her arm with Dessa’s as they made their way out of the bar area and out towards the tables. The guys all over the place were looking at them as if they were walking pieces of meat. Not that they weren’t used to it, but it was a funny sight regardless.
Nina chose their table and led the way to it, setting her drink down on top of it and running her fingers through her hair again, flipping it to the left side, then to the right again. she was very self conscious about her hair; she knew it was pretty, but she felt like it was so dull at times, she couldn’t stop flipping it this way and that all the time.
”So… yeah, I was late cause, believe it or not, I was studying.” Nina said to Dessa, shrugging and taking a sip of her drink. The small talk escalated until Dessa had the brilliant idea of getting tattoos. Nina wasn’t particularly obsessed with the idea of them, though she had considered it a few times; they were too permanent for her, and life-long commitments were a claustrophobic idea for her, whatever the commitment was.
”I’m gonna have to pass.” Nina said, smiling but in a firm enough tone so her friend would know she wasn’t flexible on the subject. Soon enough she spotted a few guys from Alpha Delta at the club and just motioned with her head towards where they were. She reached into her clutch for her pack of cigarettes and dropped it on the table, then took another sip of her drink. ”Watch” she said, leaning close to her friend, then pulling out a cigarette and bringing it to her lips. The second she thought about looking for a lighter, one of the guys had already gone over to her and held out his lighter. She looked up at her friend and just winked.
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Post by Alex Lovelace on Apr 20, 2010 14:01:37 GMT -3
The music tested the drums of his ears, but thankfully for being a club hopper during his earlier years, he had grown susceptible to the ringing in his ears or the deafness one usually suffers the day after. Alex stood at his post, his back to the bar but his eyes glancing at everything around him. He kept his drink in his left hand, raising it occasionally to his lips to get a sip from the semi-flavored juices of his 7&7.
There were many fine specimens that was catching his eye. Oh, a great many and he could only shake his head at the progress that he could make on the fine dames that was occupying this place. Skimpy clothes, already loosening knees – damnit – Alex felt like he was in heaven. This could really make his college experience not so much like the hell he had anticipated.
But the more he stood at the bar, the more he realized he was missing out on the action of mingling with the fine pieces of ass that he could very well be taking home with him. As lowered down the small indentations of staircase that led to the private booths and the dance floor, he spotted one dazzling exotic beauty and soon after followed a darker haired female that was just as gorgeous. They caught his eye, and Alex could have stopped in his tracks but he kept on moving, his feet taking him over to an empty booth that was not far from theirs and also had a wonderful view of the dance floor. Alex propped his butt on top of the table, though it was clearly against the rules and he cared not much about rules, which was obvious to anyone who knew them.
Alex spotted game when he saw it, and what the darker haired girl did was priceless. Yet, it was flawless in all aspects that she was good at what she did. And very much could have been his polar opposite based on gender, but the same when it came down to the seduction. And when she pulled out the cigarette, the boys came flying to her, fiddling over their own damnselves just to pull out a lighter. Alex couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight, shaking his head at their lack of suave.
“This is hilarious,” Alex said to himself.
But as he did, he snapped his finger at the cocktail waitress that was waltzing by in their small booty shorts. Even this one was obviously cute but Alex had his eyes set on the two that was teasing the boys. This sort of game was his kind of trick.
So to entertain himself and eventually the two women, he ordered four shots, each one with a half and half; part cranberry juice and the other half Everclear. He removed a small piece of lining from the drink brochure and removed a pen from his pocket. He wrote on the sheet a paper:
“Here are four drinks, two for the each of you. I just love the game you’re playing with the fellas. Let’s play a little game of cat and mouse shall we? I’m going to leave a trail. Each male who you come across that you find attractive, ask him if his name is ‘Lonely Loverboy’ and if he says, No, you will have to kiss him and then I will send over another round of shots for you to drink. You will keep doing this until you have found your winner. The point of the game is to find Lonely Loverboy before you pass out. If you don’t, well that’s too bad… I thought you were a little bit more fun.”
He winked at the young cocktail waitress and whispered in her ear indiscreetly about the two girls he had spotted. And after he did, she walked over to the bar and got the drinks filled, then returned back to the booths and came to the table of the two girls Alex still found oddly familiar. He wondered if they had attended Yale, and just figured he may find out sooner than later.
As he did, he stood up and walked to another part of the club, just one a little bit out of sight of the two ladies but still one that was enough to watch. Mingling in between the people on the dance floor, he still lingered just enough by the booths to watch these two beautiful women decided if they were going to play his little game.
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Post by Dessa Richardson on Apr 23, 2010 0:20:06 GMT -3
A Smile crept up onto Dessa's face as she watched Nina play with the boys. Using her curvy body and beautiful face to get exactly what she wanted. Pushing her long ringlets from her face as she watched Nina turn her attention back to Dessa. "Studying...wow! When did you pick up that habit? Giggling softly as she looked over her shoulder at a husky guy that tried to run his hand along her bottom. Giving him a gentle wink and a flashy smile before turning her blue eyes back onto Nina.
As the music pounded in her ears she too took out a small cigarette. Almost as quickly as she could place it to her lips a hand slipped over her shoulder and a flame flickered to life at the end of a zippo lighter. Smirking with satisfaction before lighting her cigarette and looking back into the handsome face behind her. "Well thank you." Without giving him a second look she once again tried to focus on her friend. "Well it was only a suggestion...I know how you feel about them. You could always come with me when I get mine though right?"
As Dessa pulled out her chair and slid into the seat. Crossing her long slender legs gracefully, her long hot pink dress showing off her curvy limbs. Looking up from her ringing cell phone slowly as the waitress approached with a set of drinks and a note. "But who sent this? While she spoke to the woman, her blue gaze swept over the bar. Trying to find out who had sent the drinks by their tell tell prying gaze...however she found none. So looking at Nina she waited for her friend to read the note out loud.
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Tagged: Nina...anyone else who wants to jump in.
Words: 300
Thoughts: Yeah that was crap
Outfit: Pink Luv
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