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[sexynaughtybitchy]

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[sexynaughtybitchy]

[ she grins, folding her legs and crooks a finger at him ]

[whereismypie]

[will approach! slides on the stool next to hers]

Good evening. Did I get your poison right?

[sexynaughtybitchy]

I like my poisons on the strong side, but I'm not complaining.

[whereismypie]

Ah, a woman with bite. Noted.

I'm Dean.

[sexynaughtybitchy]

Well, you know what they say about dogs and bites.

Michele.

[whereismypie]

I do. Although who would ever be tactless enough to compare you to a dog, Michele? Many things come to mind when I look at you, dog ain't one of them.

[sexynaughtybitchy]

Oh, I've dabbled in being a bitch, there's no point in denying it. But that's sweet of you.

[whereismypie]

[raises eyebrows]

My, my.

And what brings you here on your lonesome this fine evening?

[sexynaughtybitchy]

Alcohol, obviously.

[whereismypie]

And look, you even got some company to go with your alcohol.

[sexynaughtybitchy]

Oooh, whether I'm lucky or not remains to be seen.

[whereismypie]

[tilts his head to the side - fair enough]

Guess it's my job to make sure that you are, then.

[sexynaughtybitchy]

Your job? Do tell.

[whereismypie]

[chuckles]

Tell me your heart's desire, and I'll see what I can do about fulfilling it. For tonight, of course.

[sexynaughtybitchy]

Who said I had a heart?

[whereismypie]

[pause.]

Well, what serves as a heart at any rate. Or your soul's desire. Whatever works for you, works for me

[sexynaughtybitchy]

Oh, nice save there. But really, I like a good fuck. That heart nonsense I'll save for Celine Dion songs.

[whereismypie]

[sweet mother of god, jackpot]

[griiin]

I can definitely work with that. And trust me, when the night is over, you will feel lucky.

[sexynaughtybitchy]

[ crossing her legs ]

Is that a challenge?

[whereismypie]

Oh no. That's a promise.

[sexynaughtybitchy]

Promises. Now that's dodgy. A woman has standards after all.