#indulgencestart

[briarhqs]

and with that, her performance was done for the night as another dancer took to stage. briar headed back stage to put on her costume back, the plaid skirt which resembled that for a school girl and the white blouse that was quite too tight for her so she just tied it in the middle. heading back out, the brunette was still pretty high from the adrenaline rush of performing on stage. the validation she received from her audience really did boost her confidence. turning to the person next to her as she stood by the bar, she chirped in, "you have to tell me honestly what you thought of that--i thought it was good but i can be wrong."

[ofvivienne]

the lounge was bare during this time of the morning that vivienne couldn’t quite stop herself from playing around on the stage. singing her rendition of summer nights from grease and doing both parts, the blonde didn’t even notice someone entering the room. well–not until she was pretending to take a bow from her invisible audience and her eyes landed on another person. “oh my god–you didn’t just see me do that,” she exclaimed in embarrassment as she immediately climbed off the stage. even though she was a decent singer in her opinion, she only ever did it during karaoke nights.

[elecnorcook-blog]

“Want a Pixy Stix?” Ellie inquired to the other person almost non-chalantly as if she wasn’t asking that question in a sex club of all places. But a change from the norm was nice every once a while, right? “I got wine drunk like... the other week and ordered this five pound bag. Sober me... still thinks it’s an excellent idea. But... five pounds of Pixy Stix. So, yeah, want one or two or a gazillion?”

[costancstra]

         green eyes appraised the club’s interior while the young lounge singer waited in line to get a drink. marcella had just stepped off the stage, fresh from a performance of ‘salvatore’ that one of the dancers had also incorporated into a slow, sultry routine. her gaze cycled through her surroundings to faces awash in the glowing prism of lights. flashing an appreciative smile in response to a passing compliment she received on her performance from one of the patrons in line, she shuffled forward to place her order once the person in front of her was served his drink and left. ❛ ciao bello,❜ she intoned teasingly to her bartender friend, an undercurrent of harmless and easy flirtation present in her voice. ❛vodka cranberry, on the rocks,❜ she requested, smoothing down the burgundy cocktail dress she wore and taking a seat at the bar. glancing over at the person beside her, she noticed that their glass was almost empty. ❛ and maybe another for them?? ❜ she nodded towards their glass, flashing a charming smile. never let it be said that she couldn’t be friendly. 

[unclesamwantsyou]

Samuel had had a long day, and that was an understatement. He’d had to let go of two escorts in the morning, not because he wanted to but because they were underperforming, and he knew that. He was sad to see them go, they were good in the shack, but the two of them were making less than than the next in line combined. The boss hadn’t been too happy about that, and understandably so. Their escorts were one of the best New York had to offer, they couldn’t afford such blemish in their reputation.

He was sitting in one of the lounges furthest from the center, the second scotch of the evening already halfway empty on his fingers. His dark eyes scrutinized his surroundings, accounting for every escort he had on the field, those who went upstairs, those who stayed and mingled. He pressed a long finger to his temple and closed his eyes, massaging it as he heard someone’s steps stop right in front of him. After a long sigh, he opened them and asked, voice dripping with irony: 

“Wanna try and convince me of why Insurgence desperately needs you on its ranks too? Come on, I’ll buy the next round if you manage to surprise me.”

[salemnovak-blog]

salem was on her way to the bar when one of her heart-shaped nipple covers fell off. she pouted, looking around before looking back down at it and realizing someone was now standing on it. “hey, sorry to bother you... you’re standing on my heart.” she said, pointing to the cover.

[sophiaxstanton]

“Some of these clients really have a god complex, walking around thinking they can do whatever the hell they want. Who do they think they are?” Sophia vented to the person next to her after having a not so particularly nice evening with one client who kept on pushing for something she didn’t want to do.

[nancyxharris-blog]

What was meant to be a five-minute break from working turned into an hour nap when the brunette finally began to stir awake. Doe eyes slowly fluttered open just to be met by a pair of eyes staring right at her. Nervously biting down on her bottom lip as her heart thundered against her chest, she muttered, “Hi?” Getting caught sleeping on the job would probably get her in trouble. Not only that, but also where she was caught sleeping. On contrary to what the other person might think, Nancy didn’t really sleep while working. She just closed her eyes and the exhaustion took over.