Jester, Ryan Celeste

It'll cost you. Everything has a price. Los Angeles, California

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My man in the grey suit still hasn't looked at me. Fuck you, bastard. Don't make me have to tie you up while you're unwilling.

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Home

I’m finally back from boring Colorado. God that was horrible.

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The only thing worse than Colorado is Kansas. Good Lord, I hate Kansas.

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A southern boy saying the lords name in vain!? Gasp! Dude Colorado has snow and Jesus. That's about all my town has. So happy to be back in LA though. I missed my job.

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Where is everyone?

Hmmmm

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Home

I’m finally back from boring Colorado. God that was horrible.

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The only thing worse than Colorado is Kansas. Good Lord, I hate Kansas.

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I spent half of my week in church. I can't even.

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Home

I'm finally back from boring Colorado. God that was horrible.

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Last minute packing. Ugh. 

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Often. Not always. But often.

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It seems to work for you. Truly.

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It does, doesn't it.

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What must you do with your life is simple math hurts your precious little head? No he’s in the financial side of business. Bankers don’t know stocks they just know dollar signs.

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Nothing obviously. I just said I don`t…. Are you always so… condescending?

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Often. Not always. But often.

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4 years now! Daddy sends me tuition. Luckily I grew up always being around him and picked up his knack for business so it’s easy to say I’m studying it. Invest half of what Daddy sends me, double or triple that, invest half of that and so on and so forth. Playing the stocks...

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What must you do with your life is simple math hurts your precious little head? No he's in the financial side of business. Bankers don't know stocks they just know dollar signs.

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Parentals

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Well my parents are very religious Catholicos and think I’m in college. So put two and two together and that’s why they want me home. I’m a “senior in college”

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Lying to your parents. I remember those times. “Senior in college” she says. How long have you been “in college” then?

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4 years now! Daddy sends me tuition. Luckily I grew up always being around him and picked up his knack for business so it's easy to say I'm studying it. Invest half of what Daddy sends me, double or triple that, invest half of that and so on and so forth. Playing the stocks is like playing with men. Easy.

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I have to catch a 5 am flight home on Saturday because my parents want me to come home for “spring break” to celebrate Easter. This will be fun.

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You could look at it as nice that they still want you around. It`s kind of sweet that they want you home for the Holiday.

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Well my parents are very religious Catholicos and think I'm in college. So put two and two together and that's why they want me home. I'm a "senior in college"

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I have to catch a 5 am flight home on Saturday because my parents want me to come home for "spring break" to celebrate Easter. This will be fun.

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Jude/Ryan:: Sinner's night

Ryan had to run out of the theater, still in costume. She was in her 'Discarded Men' outfit which consisted of a bowler hat with a navy ribbon wrapped around it, a sheer white button down over high waisted sequence, navy booty shorts and a navy braw with whine stones perfectly placed on it. She had her fishnets with the rhinestones up the sides and her navy heals on. On her neck was a black velvet chocker.

Ryan barely had tine to grab her jacket and she grabbed her bag with all of her belongings in it. She didn't think to bring her gun to work and running in heals wasn't the most comfortable thing but he was here and he saw her. He was Ryan's worst nightmare. 

Joseph Caldarone was an old friend of her fathers who taught her all she knows about the art of seduction when she was 16 years old on a business trip with her father. Joe went from romantics with candles and music to BSDM with ropes and whips. She called things off with Joe when she was 18 and heading to college saying that she was going to a religious college because her parents teachings had started to grow on her and Ryan really felt the value of their religious ideals.

Yeah she went to LA to be a dancer. A burlesque dancer. Mr. Caldarone must be here on business and stopped in for a break. He saw her on stage and she saw the look in his eyes that she feared the most. It was the look he had on when he got mad. He carried a gun and a knife. That was how he worked. 

He showed it to her. The gun that is. He held it against her head in a BDSM situation. That was the first and only time a man's touch had ever scared her. Usually Ryan was very good with dealing with them. He taught her very well.

Ryan was running and looking over her shoulder know he would soon follow her. Unfortunately her fear got to her and she was nearly sweating off her makeup that was beginning to run. Ryan's phone started to blast 'Tickets' by Maroon 5 and looking at the familiar number she knew he was following her. As she looked up from her phone she ran right into someone walking in the opposite direction, causing her to stumble backwards falling to the floor and rolling over her ankle, an injury she's suffered many-a-times as a dancer. "Shit shit shit!" She spat through her heavy breathing. Every second counted when it came to getting away from Joe, the college track and business prodigy  with a gorgeous body and terrible intentions. 

Ryan nearly glared up at the brown-haired man she ran into, not caring about the fact that she was basically half naked in front of him not on the floor, scrambling to find the phone she dropped during her fall. "Where the fuck is my phone?!" Ryan yelled, panicking. Panic was a new feeling that she only associated with Joe. Ryan never panicked because panic is an emotion and Ryan enjoys detachment when it comes to people.

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