Lottie Palmer

Charlotte "Lottie" Palmer | 28 years old | Designer/Artist at Madame Grey's | Submissive PB: Deborah Ann Woll

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callxaxspadexaxspade​:

Very polite, pretty, it was definitely the right kind of person to get on with Carson, so he was happy to invite her to a lunch date, and of course, get himself a new wardrobe out of it. “Just a new item for my wardrobe.” he admitted, he didn’t mind paying hundreds for some casual wear, as long as he looked good in it.

“So I presume you do women’s clothes as well? What’s normally the most expensive?” he asked, wondering if he spent more on clothes than most women.

Lottie smiled at Carson; he was very nice and charming and having some dedicated clients couldn’t hurt her reputation in town either.  nodding she wrote down a few more notes to work with.  “That sounds great, and are there any other specifics you want?  Pockets, length?  I have a few ideas but of course want it to be right for you too.”

Lottie scribbled furiously on the paper, her eyes moving from it to him and back again.  “I do, it’s where I started so I always have a fondness for it.  It can be yes.  More material on most things, plus items can be very tailored or embellished which can raise the price of things too.  But a good tailored suit can keep pace with women’s couture as well.”

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I was not created of stardust and the universe’s intentions to be nothing.

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Lottie was very excited.  The day had finally come that she could go over to the Humane Society and pick up the kitten that she had seen during the festival.  She smiled as she remembered the guy she’d met, who had convinced to to think of a kitten instead of a puppy.  She was still smiling as she was lost in thought as a very tall young man came to the front desk and she blushed a little almost getting caught daydreaming.

“Hi, I’m here to pick up my new kitten, or I hope I came to the right door at least,” she laughed.

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callxaxspadexaxspade​:

“How about drinks and a fitting?” he asked and smiled “I mean, if you’re happy to work with me?” he asked and winked at her. Of course she wasn’t his type, but he was still going to be friendly and flirt with her, even if she didn’t have a dick, he could appreciate a beautiful woman. “Please, call me Carson. Mr. Vance is my father.” 

“That sounds really good actually,” she smiled back.  “And of course I am always happy to work with you... Carson.”  Lottie  couldn’t deny that he was handsome but she also knew enough to know that she wasn’t his type but being friendly and even flirting back a little was just who she was.  “Is this for a special occasion or just something you want to have in your wardrobe?”

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tamexthexbeast​:

“It’s vodka, gin, blue curacao, lemon, lime, grenadine and soda water.” she said and smiled “It’s actually pretty good, but I’ma tequila girl.” Which was 100% true, she loved a good shot with some lime. “So, you like Prince?” She wasn’t as much of a fan, but she knew kiss, who didn’t, and to prove she knew that very famous song, she blew some kisses at the other woman.

Lottie’s eyes widened as the list grew longer.  “Wow that is quite the mix of ingredients.  I’m not sure I could manage of that but it does sound good yes.  I've really only tequila once I twice I think.”  She smiled and nodded.  “I do very much yes.”  She laughed again recognising the intention from the kisses and nodded.

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mykindcfhell​:

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He didn’t know that cotton candy could get this big, but apparently one of the vendors was a magician with sugar and managed to create him a lil chick inside an egg shell. Nate didn’t even know if he had the heart to eat such a good confection, that was until said confection got stuck in someone’s clothing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m so sorry.” Nate grimaced as he tried to get the sticky cotton candy off of the woman’s shirt “I wasn’t looking to where I was going.”

Lottie was enjoying the festival and still had some things to get to and see.  She paused to let some people go around her when she felt someone bumping into her and she looked, stuck with some cotton candy and looked up to see the owner of said sticky confection.  “Oh dear,” she said with a laugh.  She worked to get it off of her as well.  “I think it was tryin’ to escape from y’all and not get eaten.”

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connorowen​:

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Connor was busy getting a kitten out of its kennel so he could hold it for a while and keep it entertained, when a voice so pretty asked if they had any puppies left made him turn slowly as his heart began to pound. He was then standing there agape as he struggled for words when he saw the beautiful woman who had halted his brain less than a week ago on Main Street. Realizing he was staring, he shook his head to clear it and his mouth pulled shut before he swallowed thickly to get his senses back.

“We have puppies and they all have multiple applications,” Connor offered in his best attempt not to go into a speech about her eyes, which was not needed. “But the kittens haven’t been getting anything today. Are you allergic to cats? Because you would have a better shot at one of these darlings than the pups, I think.” The kitten squirmed in his hold and tried to climb his chest, but Connor just kept looking at the woman as his hands moved to catch up with the runaway tabby. “I’m Connor,” he finally said and felt dumb for it. “If you want to meet the puppies we can do that.”

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Lottie had been having so much fun when she made her way to the Humane Society area.  She had missed having a pet but wanted to get herself settled into things first before adding a fuzzy baby to her life.  Her dog back home on the ranch would have been lost in the town without the usual haunts, plus he was an old man set in his ways.  So a new friend.

She turned her head when she heard his voice and smiled up at him.  He was handsome but it was his smile that caught her first.  “Well I don’t doubt that, they’re all adorable.,” she replied finally, and looked down at the little kitten he held.  “Oh no really, that’s too bad they’re so cute too.  Not allergic no, just never thought of myself as a cat person.”  She reached out to give the little tabby a scratch on its head.  “Hi!  I’m Charlotte, but call me Lottie.  Hmm I don’t know, doesn’t sound like my chances are so good,” she said with a laugh, “so maybe I need to rethink things.”

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CHARLOTTE PALMER (SHE/HER, 28, DEBORAH ANN WOLL) has happily resided in SILVER CREEK for 7 MONTHS. She can often be found at THE COVE BEACH when they’re not working as A DESIGNER AT MADAME GREY’S BOUTIQUE. She is  a BISEXUAL SUB into PLAYING WITH HER HAIR, THREESOMES, and LIGHT BONDAGE. You won’t find them partaking in BATHROOM PLAY, IMPACT, or FEET. 

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Charlotte "Lottie" Palmer | 28 years old | Designer/Artist at Madame Grey's | Submissive PB: Deborah Ann Woll

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Lottie /moodboard

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Deborah Ann Woll

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Event: Spring Bash [Carson & Lottie]

Carson approached the woman, a little drunk and smiled to her “You’re the woman that made my last suit right? I want a blazer, black.” Obviously, black was his cover “But a more casual one.” He had suits coming out of his ass if he was honest, but then, he always looked so good in a suit. “What are you doing tomorrow, other than being hungover?”  @submissivexlottie​

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She smiled back at him, and nodded.  “Yes Mr Vance I believe I was.”  Lottie was happy to do custom work for people and it didn’t hurt for it to be one of the big wigs in town either.  She didn’t expect to be on the job during the event but she wouldn’t turn him down either.  “Black of course.  And casual, more of a sports jacket type but in the same stylistic, yes I think I ca do that,” she answered, grabbing a notebook out of her bag to make quick notes.  Lottie looked up again at him.  “Tomorrow, I don’t know actually, I didn’t have any set plans, but I’m trying not to be hungover if I can help it.”

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EVENT: Casey & Lottie

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Casey had lost count of her drinks, she was a mixer too, vodka, cocktails, beer, she didn’t care, but that wasn’t always a good combination. She pulled the beer top off with her teeth, spitting it back at the bartender and downed some of the alcohol when she noticed the other woman come up to the bar. Her eyes went over her before she smiled to herself “Let me guess, you’re a cocktail girl? Purple rain?” she suggested and smirked.

[submissivexlottie]

Lottie was having a lot of fun during this event.  It was the first real big one she could enjoy since she got to town and it was amazing.  She had been wandering through main street for what seemed liked forever and made her way to get a drink.  Nothing too much just something good and to help enjoy the day more.  She leaned against the bar when she heard someone speak to her and turned her head and smiled.  “Me, oh I do like them from time to time.  I don’t know what purple rain is other than a Prince album, sorry,” she replied, her accent noticeable.  “Jack and coke please,” she said to the bartender.  “What are you drinking?” she asked the other woman.

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