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@bleedsunlightandichor
ameliamasters:
“Perfect, I’m excited to try your cooking!” Amelia grinned at him and her head titled as she had a think. “How about yours and then next movie night mine?”
“Perfect. Mine it is. That way I won’t have to worry about not having everything I need for it. You’re in charge of picking out the movie though, okay? I got the food covered.”
holybartnder:
“Ah great minds think alike. And green’s a great color for you, it goes well with your eyes. Dude, no- if I were Egyptian, I’d be playing that shit up, all the time. There is nothing cool about being American anymore…kidding, well sort of. Anyway, you have enough to get both- you’re getting both.”
“Okay, well, I mean when you put it that way, I guess, I’m definitely getting both. I’ll just have some nice stuff to show off for a few different shows then.” Ra couldn’t help the slight laugh as the guy told him he was getting both. “I draw the line at putting on kohl eyeliner though.”
ariawilliamss:
“I think that would mainly depend on the fabric and how shiny it is. Bit a non metallic good - say in silk could be lovely.”
“Oooh. I like the way that sounds and even if it did lean toward tacky, with me playing up the whole Egyptian-American thing too much, then, well, my viewers probably still wouldn’t complain.”
nsfwgenevieve:
“Hm, I can’t pick either,” she said, shaking her head. “But you’d look good in anything,” Gen told him with a small smile. “So I’d go with the one you’d prefer to be stuck with if you were shipwrecked on an island.”
“That is actually the one way I have not looked at the decision, but it’s certainly an interesting take on it.”
“Is that your default solving problem mechanism everytime you have to make a decision.”
edenferris:
“ I’m sure it was more for their benefit than your’s “ eden said teasingly, she was thoughtful for a moment. “ why don’t you try it on and I can help you decide? I’m brutally honest though just a warning. “ eden wasn’t known to dole out compliments easily.
“Actually, that’d be awesome! Could you?” Ra grinned, eager to have someone help him out. He tended to rely on the opinions of other people more than his own.
holybartnder:
“100 bucks? Whoa. If I’m being honest, you should probably just get both. You never know when you’ll need one or another.”
“See, I was kinda thinking the same thing cause I’ve had green before and I know wearing green does good on my shows, but I’ve just been wary that gold will come off as too tacky, like I’m playing up to the whole Egyptian-American thing too much.”
ariawilliamss:
“With your skintone, I think gold would look phenomenal! Trust me, I’m an artist and know my colours!”
“Really? And it wouldn’t come across as too tacky? That’s always my biggest issue with gold. Besides, I’ve always been told green brings out my eyes, so I’ve just always chosen green, especially for lingerie.”
“Guess who got a gift card from one of their sponsors?”
“I now have 100 bucks for Fantasia and I wanna buy something lacy. But I can’t pick between gold and green. What color do you think would look better?”
Let’s get lost tonight
He was supposed to do a sponsor stream tonight. Basically anyone who had paid to sponsor him, a small $50 a month to have complete access to his streams and his feed, as well as the ability to make special requests and have access to special livestreams just for them.
Those were the people he was supposed to be performing for.
He always tended to enjoy sponsor streams the most because he knew he had paying costumers and they tended to be the most generous with monetary gifts as well as sending him toys from his wishlist.
But he wanted to do something special for his sponsors. He didn’t know for sure what yet, but he had a few ideas in his head.
To help him make a plan, and figure everything out, Ra found himself sitting at a table in Hot Buns, enjoying a croissant and jotting down occasional notes on a notebook, bags from Fantasia, Haus of Pleasure and Blush Boutique all sitting at his feet.
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ameliamasters:
“Perfect, we have ourselves a movie date! And if you like Jim Carrey, you definitely have THE best taste in movies, so we are definitely friends.” Amelia teased lightly. Pizza sounded good, but home made chicken parmesan sounded so good. “Can I be cheeky and asked for your delicious homemade food?”
“Chicken it is than.” Ra grinned, eager to do what she wanted. He loved cooking for other people, loved seeing their reactions to the food and enjoyed hearing their praise when they liked it.
“Your place or mine?”
isobeldrayton:
“We need some kind of, like… catalogue,” Isobel said, gesticulating to her unwitting conversational partner. “For all the escorts, you know? Their strengths, their fetishes. That way, someone can either run into the girl on the resort, or they can flip through the catalogue and pick with they want. We don’t… have anything like that, do we? And I just haven’t found it yet?” The girl had a tendency to be outspoken, and personal space wasn’t always a priority for her. That was precisely why she’d struck up a conversation with a stranger, and was hardly shy about it at all.
“That’d be super convenient. I mean, at least, overall it would be. Maybe not for me, but for clients so that I don’t get female clients who expect me to be a dom to them. Like, I can try, love, but I can’t make any promises. I don’t know how to operate like that.”
He was sure they had something like that somewhere, he just didn’t know how to find or access it. “If they do have something like that, then they need to make it readily available to clients to help stop any confusion.”
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dyl-westwick:
Her fingers moving to her curls, she lets out a soft giggle, leaning forward a bit more as she shook her head. “That’s very sweet of you, but I’m not all that pretty. There are far prettier girls here, don’t you worry.” It was clear that she was drunk. It was clear to herself as well. The logical side of her brain was slowly becoming overwhelmed and drowned in wine. She felt like crying but also felt like smiling. Letting out a sigh, Dylan shook her head again before saying, “I’m not a very pretty drunk. I’m quite pathetic actually.”
Ra thanked the bartender when his drink was slid over to him, before returning his attention to the girl next to him.
“Now, don’t be too hard on yourself. You’re plenty different kinds of pretty, even while drunk. I’m sure you’re stunning when you want to be, hun.”
“Never pathetic. I guarantee you’re not. Wanna have some fun? We can find something to cheer you up if you’d like. Anything you wanna do. I’ll make it happen, I swear.”
ameliamasters:
“I’m the same, so a comedy sounds good - do you prefer Jackass type comedy or Jim Carrey type funny? Because I have all the Jackass movies and I have a Jim Carrey collection - if you take me up on Jim, I do have Me, Myself and Irene.” Perhaps her all time favourite Jim Carrey movie.”
“I’m more of a Jim Carrey type of funny, actually, so Me, Myself and Irene is absolutely perfect.” Ra grinned.
“We can get pizza delivered if you want? If not, I have some pretty decent cooking skills and can make one hell of a chicken parmesan so that’s also an option.
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hcidiisms:
┊| ‘ ᴋɪɴɢs; ᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴍᴇɴᴛ. ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs, sʜᴇ'ᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ too naive in her choice of venue for the night, but heidi told herself that she was trying something new. new, however, was proving to be far more than she could handle. well muscled men gyrating around stages and walking around as if they weren’t half naked. she’d seen naked men, of course she had, but only in certain settings that she dared not speak about with her mother due to their strict do not ask and do not tell rule. as far as katrina von unwerth was concerned, her sweet angel was still a virgin.
swinging her legs slowly, sipping on a strawberry margarita with extra salt on the rim per her request, heidi eyed the patrons and workers alike wondering just what they were thinking. there was one particularly sad looking man that she’d noticed when she’d first come in, all ready two empty glasses next to him and now a third slowly being drank away.
her parents had always taught her to be kind and he looked less than sure, so heidi felt it her duty to move the small distance of seats over and paste on a bright smile. ‘ you know, i’ve never been to a strip club before. it’s very ah… interesting. i cannot say it is something that i think i will come back to. do you come here often? ’
Ra was well into his third drink and was just planning what to do with his sudden free time when the girl next to him moved over and started talking. He offered her a kind smile, listening.
“I mean, I’ve been to a few in my day, but only ever female strip clubs for friends’ bachelor parties or birthdays or celebrations like that. Never to actually look.”
He took a sip of his cocktail before shrugging. “Well, I mean, no, I don’t come here very often. I was supposed to meet a client, but I guess he found something better to do with his evening, so I suddenly have an abundance of free time.”
He was twirling his cocktail class in his hand, fidgeting and he stopped himself, removing his hand from the glass and offering it up to the woman next to him. “I’m Ra.”
ameliamasters:
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Amelia looked at her fellow escort with a smile. “I don’t have any clients booked for tonight, what about you? If not, do you want to watch a movie of something?” she would keep her phone on in case she got called in, but until that moment, she was happy enough to just to bum around the staff cabins and pretend to be a normal twenty something.
“That sounds awesome, actually.” Ra grinned. He’d done an earlier show online, so he was free the rest of the night. “What movie did you have in mind? Personally, I prefer comedies, but I’m okay with watching anything and everything.”
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evie-hawthorne:
Evie had eyed the gentlemen from her spot at the bar the moment he walked in. She felt bad seeing that he had been stood up. Once her own client took off, she was going to head over to the booth to see if he’d want some company. However, he’d beat her to it as he moseyed over to order another drink. “You doin’ alright darlin’?” she asked, leaning over with a sweet smile.
“Yeah. I mean, it’s not the first time I’ve been stood up, it probably won’t be the last. I’m just used to being the one doing the standing up, not the other way around.” Ra trailed off, shrugging.
He accepted the drink from the bartender and turned back to the woman, offering up a smile. “I’m Ra.”
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dyl-westwick:
Dylan had left for a few days, just to get away after the night with Lili. But now she was back and needed a drink. So she decided to head off to the closest bar in sight. Her heart was hurting and she wished to just drown herself in her glasses of red wine. Maybe if she had enough, it would make her forget? Or at least detach herself from what was going on in her mind and soul.
After her third, relatively large glass, she was starting to feel the effects kick in. Her elbows propped up on the counter, her head finding themselves in her hands, she stared into her glass with a sigh before someone came to sit next to her. Her eyes move to give them a small smile. “I think you’re pretty,” she let out, almost solemnly.
Ra settled onto the bar stool, watching the bartender go about making his cocktail. He’d always found mixology fascinating, though he hadn’t ever taken the time to really learn it. He only knew how to make one or two drinks decently, but he wasn’t great.
He’d started making mental notes, watching the liquors that went into his drink when the girl next to him spoke up.
He offered up a smile in return. “Coming from someone who looks as pretty as you, that is one hell of a compliment.”