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@lolaconrad
Lola curled up on the sofa in a hotel lobby, a pout sat perfectly against her lips as she looked over her phone. Her date had been over an hour late without a text or call-- it was easy for her to say she’d been stood up. They weren’t showing up anytime soon but she wouldn’t budge from the couch either. Feeling a figure standing not too far with eyes on her, her own never left her phone. “See something you like?” she sighed, gaze finally meeting theirs with a smirk.
“That it’s a lot calmer than what I was thinking.”
“That’s true, I suppose. Perhaps you should think about spicing things up for yourself then.”
“i’m not saying it’s not fun. it is. but my life goal isn’t having sex 24/7 all around the town. i like my work, but i don’t think i’ll have enough of it here.”
“then clearly you don’t have your priorities straight,” the blonde snickered, “alright then why don’t you just work outside of town?”
Brooklyn squinted his eyes, reading the article further. “It says it was used as a punishment in Medieval times, yet some people choose to do it intentionally. Is this another reddit joke that was taken too far?”
Eyes widened as he went on, just imagining the pain. “God, there can’t be any pleasure in that shit either. I mean it was a punishment. Next thing you know we’ll be adapting stuff from viking torture, gross.” She looked up at him, “So you’re saying you wouldn’t be interested in having a ginger root in your ass? Even if the person putting it there was really attractive.”
“I’m not skeezy. I have a few dresses here and I have a good eye for some measurements of yours already,” Maya said going over to one of the clothing racks in her office. “Try this,” She said, pulling out a dress for the girl.
Looking over the racks, Lola shrugged her dress off and took the one that was offered to her. Letting it slip over her head, her jaw dropped as she saw her reflection. “You have an incredible eye for fashion,” she beamed, turning back to the girl, “You like it?”
Laying on the couch, he heard weird sounds from outside, a jangle, a rattle..This building complex wasn’t one of the safe ones, since he wasn’t able to pay for a better one yet, thus he couldn’t move away from this sleazy place. A harsh knock at his door, made him jump up quickly, grabbing his gun underneath his coffeetable, which he put there for safety reasons. The gun aimed to the door, the blonde walked there step by step, slightly paranoid that something could really happen. “Wha-!” He opened the door in a rush, but interrupted himself as he saw the person and all of sudden felt awkward, so awkward that the gun still was aimed on the person without him noticing.
After a long day, Lola dragged herself back to her apartment. Each step she took sent an ache through her body and all she could think of was her plush bed within the terrible apartment. As she made her way over each stair, she knew this was just a battle to something worth her while. Fingers smoothed over the door as she dug through her purse for her keys realizing she much have left them somewhere. With a thud, her head hit the door in defeat only to hear it unlock on the other side. “Oh my god,” she jumped back, seeing the gun near her face, “Oh my goodness, you know this is-- this is a mix up. So please don’t shoot me. I thought this was my apartment, but it’s yours... we must be neighbors. I’m so sorry sir.”
“That looks nasty, would you like me to take a look at it for you?”
“Oh? My arm? I mean, I think it’s just a bad rugburn, but if you think you can help at all, sure.”
Careful -
“People that interrupt my work without a good excuse don’t tend to end up so well Sweetheart, so what’s your excuse?”
Leaning against his desk, the blonde smiled. “Oh I don’t have an excuse,” she beamed, leaning down, “I’m just bored.”
Pippa had taken a break from studying. She was looking forward to become a doctor, but the amount of studying sometimes got to her and she needed to get away. She had taken her camera with her outside, snapping pictures of pretty things. She took her camera out to snap a picture of some graffiti on the wall, when someone got in the way of her shot. She felt a need to explain, she did not wish to offend anyone.
“I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to capture you.”
With bags full of goodies and a nice, warm coffee tucked in her hands, Lola stretched her legs along the sidewalk as she made the most of the incredible weather. Her head tipped back, blonde hair skimming across her back as she let the sun hit her face, sighing at the warmth against her skin. It wasn’t until she saw the flash in her peripherals that she snapped back into reality.
“Oh-- you weren’t taking photos of me?” she raised a brow with a smirk, “Am I not pretty enough to be photographed then?”
A slow day at the shop was enough to let Calvin’s mind wander. He grabbed at the bulge in his pants and closed his eyes as he sighed in relief. His head snapped up when he heard a sudden movement and quickly removed his hand. “Oh, hello there. Welcome. I’m sorry, I’m Cal. How can I help you today?” He beamed.
"I-I, um, my car,” she sputtered out, attempting to remove what she had just seen from her mind. She couldn’t deny it, as the day lingered on, she found herself insatiable as well and seeing someone as appealing as the mechanic before her only caused it to drag further. “It broke down and I’m not going to lie to you, all I know how to do is pump gas so I can’t fix it or even tell you what could be wrong. Help?”
Walking into the sex shop, Devyn began to glance around until she saw another customer. Making her way towards them, she nudged their side softly. “So, what are we going to play with tonight?” the brunette teased while pulling a pair of handcuffs off the wall and dangling them from her index finger.
Blue eyes skimmed over all the toys that surrounded her just hoping to find one that caught her eye. “Why isn’t there anything simple?” she mumbled to herself, Or someone real-- though that stayed stuck in her mind. Hearing the brunette’s words, her gaze moved towards her, watching as the cuffs dangled. “Those look mighty appealing,” she smirked with a soft giggle escaping the serious facade her face held.
“You want my help… take off your clothes,” Maya said as she leaned against her desk, taking in the person standing in front of her.
“Forward-- I like it. But can’t I just tell you my measurements or something? Not that I mind undressing, I just feel like that makes you sound like a skeezy stylist or something. No offense, of course.”
“What? You think I can’t do it while holding it behind my back?”
“Not without breaking your arm, no-- but go on. Impress me and prove me wrong.”
“I think that’s the worse beer I’ve ever had.”
“See, this is why I stick with liquor. It never tastes that bad.”
“Do I look like a fucking charity?”
“I just wanted you to spot me a little change for coffee-- goodness, you don’t need to act like I’m asking you for your entire wallet.”
“Look, pain play is pretty hot, but isn’t figging a bit too extreme?” Brooklyn said, looking up from the article he was reading on his iPad. “I mean, I’m always up to spice up my sexual life, but shoving a skinned ginger root up someone’s hole is a bit too literal.”
“I don’t know, I think it’s pretty sexy,” the blonde offered, brows knitting together as she listened to him go on, settling her chin against her hand. “Oh god, a ginger root?” her nose crinkled, “I take that back-- that’s too far. Why would you ever...”
“i don’t think i will have enough work to keep me occupied·in this town… everybody is solving their problems by fucking them out…·“
“hm, well perhaps you should take a note from everyone else and start to occupy your time the way they are ----- i think it could be pretty fun.”
