Full Moon

Demetria

OOC: sorry I haven't posted in a while, went home for the weekend... but thanks all for the great laugh from Lance the psycho dog incident (sure glad he didn't try anything with me! ~LMCLAO~ :)

IC: After my short conversation with Lance, I step back behind the bar, and as I'm serving drinks, I watch the whole scenario unfold. Damn, and I used to think this island was a boring place!

OOC: can't think of nothing else to say right now, since I am once again left talking to myself... (well, not really, but ya know what I mean! :)
 
Re: Demetria

goddess_euphoria said:

OOC: can't think of nothing else to say right now, since I am once again left talking to myself... (well, not really, but ya know what I mean! :)

OOC:
Yes, it was quite a scene with good ole' Lance.

Hey, just make one up, maybe someone will come along and take up the role if they like it....make eyes with the musicians or something.....lol
 
Demetria

~makes devilishly sexy eyes at the entire band~

OOC: but the band doesn't live on the island, so that would give a guy an excuse to dissapear... hum...

~makes devilishly sexy eyes at the local guy who's mom owns the book store~

IC: I notice Jack come in the door and I wave at him, he makes his way to the bar and manages to find an empty seat. I walk over to him, bringing him the bottle of bud light I know he's going to ask for. He smiles warmly, and his dimples make me forget about the crowd for a moment. He motions me closer so he doesn't have to yell so loud, and I lean over as far as I can.

"Thanks Deme!" He shouts, and I can feel his breath on my ear. "The band sounds pretty good, I'm impressed!"

"Yeah," I shout back, "we've had quite a crowd tonight. Too bad you had to help your mom with that shipment tonight, you missed out on some pretty crazy shit."

"Really? Excitement in this town?" I nod, then notice one of the patrons trying to catch my attention. I wonder for a moment where Debbie and Cora have gone, but then I see they're doing their jobs, and decide that I should do mine. "I'll tell you all about it after work ok?" He nods, giving me the thumbs up, and I go back to work.

As I fill orders, I keep finding my eyes wandering over to Jack. We'd lived next door to each other up until we went off to college, and we had always been pretty good friends. I remembered how once he'd left his blinds open while he was getting undressed. I'd went up stairs to my room and was about to turn on the light when I saw him, and instead of closing my own blinds, I had crept over to the window and watched him. The sight of his naked body was amazing, and I'd fantasized about him countless times since then. It made me wonder if he'd ever seen me as anything more than a friend.
 
ooc: Some one with your handel woried about stompin toes, really!


ic:
There wasn't much choice, and to dance to a blues band doing Seiger, well somthings should be done at least once. Besides to have Gina moving so seductivly in my arms, i would gladly try nearly any mucsical varition. Once again, I was disapointed that the song ended.
 
psst...who's Bob Seger? LOL

Leaning back in my chair, quiet for the moment, I idly listen to Dr. Flaversham and Moon talking. Its been literally years since I have been this relaxed. Noticing that the woman working the bar - Deme, I think I heard Moon call her - is not busy, I lift my hand and signal that we are ready for another round. No sense in letting this nice buzz go away.

The band segues into something slow....hmmmm....by someone named Mr. Ackerbilk, I think. I have it, 'Strangers on the Shore,' - appropriate for this setting.

The club is thinning out; I wonder when Moon closes the place. Judging by the size of the town, I doubt that there are liquor ordinances.
 
OK, so I wasn't paying any attention.....

OOC: I release the songs to someone else.
And much as I want to, I won't comment about Thors comment, re: Bob Seger. I could have named anyone, but that would have got the same comment from anyone else.

IC: The band was grooving on a really deep bluesy number. Sam and I were still on the floor after the rendition of a not too bad faster number. I love the blues. The notes float over me and sink into my viens, my body begins to sway, slightly, and My inner soul begins its danse once again. I am held in Sam's arms, and I can feel him swaying with me, sinuously, with grace. His hands are running up and down my back. My arms are loosely placed on his strong shoulders. I gaze deeply into his eyes, and let the sad rythm communicate for me. The sax is blowing its tears into the atmosphere, drowning all who listen in its sorrow.

I lean further into Sam, and lean up to catch his lips in mine, not sure what his response will be. It just seemed like the thing to do.
 
dansemajik said:
OOC: .

I lean further into Sam, and lean up to catch his lips in mine, not sure what his response will be. It just seemed like the thing to do.

My thoughts start racing...
"Oh my! She's kissing me. Right Here. Right Now. Oh YESS! This is a good thing, I could get used to it."

I tighten my arms arround her, drawing her closer, letting the power of her kiss drive into my soul.

"Lead on Gina," I think to myself...
 
Gina

At first there was slight hesitation, or maybe it was my imagination. Suddenly, I was held tighter in his arms, and Sam was returning my kisses. I melted into his arms. My lips were discovering his. Like ambrosia. Like a sweet nectar I had been longing for, but wasn't aware of it, until I had it in my grasp.

I leaned my head back, the music still surrounding us, it was though we were the only ones in the room. I could hear nothing but the musical notes and the rythm of Sam's deepened breathing. I laid my head on his shoulder and continued to dance. My hands exploring the shoulders and back of this Man who has stirred something long dormant.

My hands found their way into his hair, thick luxuriant, soft hair. I think I may have groaned at that point. I wasn't sure. Again, my lips sought out his, deeply, wanting, wanting, needing.
 
Moon and Thor were engaged in a rather intimate looking discussion. I picked up the shot glass and tossed back another shot. The last one, if I was smart.

I'd passed my tequila quota, and really didn't care. The music was good, the liquor was smooth, and the company was mellow. I started twitching in my seat, moving to the beat with my eyes half shut. I beat down the urge to get naked and instead contented myself with sexual fantasies. I licked my lips and sighed, smiling.
 
Thor - waiting

Damn, its taken quite awhile for the bartender to get over here with our refills. I want to see what happens when the good doctor hoists another shooter of tequila. I suspect that might liven the place up a lot.
 
Demetria

I stop day dreaming and realize that Moon's new freind is signaling me over, I curse at myself under my breath, it's not like me to lose my head while I'm working.

I bring over what they've been drinking, but don't open them until it's confirmed.

"Sorry about the wait," I say, and make a mental note to myself to keep my mind on what I should be doing.
 
"I think we need another round here. And why are you waiting tables, where'd the waitresses go?"

I look around, and see one up dancing next to the stage. Looks like some drunk sailor's trying to......well, you get the picture. I scan the place, and see the other one practically sittings on some guys lap......or is that two guys laps? Oh my.....and the patrons seem to be getting just as bad. Does that guy have his hand up that girls shirt? Hard to tell from here, but it sure looks like it.

"Oh, I see." I say. Maybe I need to have a little talk with my waitresses. I want them to have fun, but.....
 
Mmmmmmm more tequila. Anejo, more Milagro. "I am in heaven." I think.

"What?" Moon says.

I giggle. "Oops. Did I say that out loud?" I toss back the tequila.

Thor laughs. "Yes you did."

"It's getting hot in here." I say, proud of myself for my subtlety, and off goes my jacket. A thousand bucks worth of chanel's finest hits the floor. "More tequila? Mmmm, don't mind if I do. You have excellent taste."
 
Re: Gina

dansemajik said:
My hands exploring the shoulders and back of this Man who has stirred something long dormant.

My hands found their way into his hair, thick luxuriant, soft hair. I think I may have groaned at that point. I wasn't sure. Again, my lips sought out his, deeply, wanting, wanting, needing.

This is moving so fast, and I am yet not certin where I want to go. If I just go with the flow, it pretty certin that we will end up in bed, not a bad thing, but is it the best thing?

The song ends, and I firmly guide us to our table...
 
I watch as the good Dr. throws down another shot. Then off goes her jacket, onto the floor. Not wanting it go get dirty, I grab it and stuff it safely behind the bar.

"Bring the bottle over here, Deme.....I think we all need a shot." I say turning to Thor. "Don't we?"

I pour us all a shot. I raise a glass and toast:

"Thirsty days hath September,
April, June and November;
All the rest are thirsty too
Except for him who hath home brew." :D
 
I slug back another shot of tequila. Its gotten to the point where the tequila actually tastes good. Definately had too much.

"Anyway, he says, 'According to the preponderance of the evidence, it's obvious the man is insane.' I mean who says that except cheesy shrinks? I hate being called a shrink. Did I mention that I really like your ass Thor? I noticed it on my way in, sexy ass. It was simpe that the man was sane. He knew what he was doing the entire time. There was poof of premeditation." I hoped I wasn't talking too fast. Did that bit about his ass come out of my mouth? I was only sposed to think it.

Moon and Thor exchanged a glance, then laughed. I tossed back another shot of tequila and kicked off my Ferragamo pumps.

"I hate pantyhose don't you?" I ask Moon. "Stockings for me. Dr. Lasher is such a pompous ass. I bet he wears pantyhose. I like stockings." Standing up, I hike up my skirt to prove it. "I think I'm a little bit tipsy. Ssshh. Don't tell anyone."
 
Listening to Doc Muff slurring her words such, and a peculiar look on her face a moment after she refers to Thor's rather delightful posterior in such a crude manner, one look at Thor, and I burst out laughing. I couldn't help myself. Did she mean to be so brazen?

With the way things were heating up in here, I decided it was time this became a more private party. Not that anyone had to leave, I just didn't want the general public snooping about. I may own the island, but we did still have a bit of law around.

I motioned to Rafe, to only let people out, and no one else in. He winked his understanding, and I turned around and poured another shot....all around.
 
I have the decency to blush. "Sorry, sometimes I act without thought." I say with a chagrined look on my face. I wasn't truly sorry for kissing him, in fact, I wasn't at all sorry for tasting his lips, his tongue. I was sorry for the look on his face as he directed me back to the table.

I sat down and gestured to the waitress, wanting a shot of something stronger. I looked at Sam, "what would you suggest?" I am a beer girl. But now, I wanted something that would burn going down.

I watched the other patrons. The sexy older man was sitting at the bar with two women. One of them was....lifting her skirt up. I wondered what that was all about. Nice legs though. I looked down at my jeans and thought, to myself, 'I am so glad, that I don't have to wear hose.' I wiggled my bare toes. The Red polish gleaming brightly. I looked up at my companion and smiled.

"So, what do you do with your time? I mean when you aren't being clumsily seduced by wayward women."
 
OOC: I'm really like this when I'm drunk, ooooohh I'm a bad lil muffin when I get plastered. But I'm really good when I'm bad, if ya know what I mean.

IC: "I always wanted to be stripper but I ended up being a psychiatrist so I could prescribe my mother prozac cause she was all bothered about the stripper thing. I wish you were naked Thor. I bet you look good naked. And I went and got my doctorate cause I wanted to buy a jaguar but then I got out of college and got that cushy job with all the psychos at Arkham and I bought a Viper instead." I plucked at the buttons to my blouse, yanking them off and pulling my blouse open so I could scratch my ribs. I looked from my chest to Moon's covered chest and shoved my fingers through my hair.

"I kind of miss college, I was minoring in chemistry there. I liked working the experiments. I think my tits are bigger than yours, but yours look like they're perkier. The periodic table of elements always fascinated me. I memorized the whole thing, atomic weights and everything."
 
I glance down at my chest hidden in my sundress, and smile. They do look smaller than they really are in it. I grab another shot and think....to hell with it, and bare my braless breasts with one swift move. I raise my skirt up my legs to show her, they are bare as well.

"I prefer to go bare all the way." I hear myself say. "That's why I studied Art in college. To heck with those dern atomic weights, whatever they are."

What was coming over me, I was beginning to act just like Muff, I think. The shots were going to my head as well by now, why I usually stuck to beer. So I took another shot.
 
Now that she's broken the ice by baring her beautiful breasts, I fling off the rest of my clothes, and collapse back against my seat. "I liked doing all the experiments too. Mixing chemical and things. I kinda felt like Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde. I was fun."

Moon poured me another shot of tequila. "Oh I couldn't. One is my limit, otherwise the next thing you know I'm naked and dancing on tables. Can't have that. I have a professional image to maintain." I say, waving a hand in the air negligently.

Thor starts laughing, and guessing the joke was funny, even though I don't remember what the joke was, I laugh along with him.

"Damn I'm horny. Mercury is so cool. I love how it just rolls around cause it has to be really cold to solidify. Quicksilver. Hiho away." I started giggling again.
 
Demetria

OOC: So Rafe is an actual human bouncer right? But there are still dogs... ok, I think it all makes sence...

IC: Moon takes the bottle of tequila from me, I can tell they're getting pretty wasted, even before the doctor and Moon start taking off their clothes.

I notice some of the sailors, along with some of the other men in the room, are completely focused on Moon and the doctor. They're drooling, and I don't blame them. Hey, who needs a live band when you have live topless women? I laugh, thinking if I weren't working and had had a few drinks, I'd be over there topless too!

Just then I notice a woman motioning for a waitress, and since Debbie and Cora are other wise occupied, I walk over to the table.

"What'll it be?" I ask the couple.

[Edited by goddess_euphoria on 10-09-2000 at 10:44 PM]
 
Thor

THe tears are rolling down my cheeks again, although I can't quite remember what is so funny. Grabbing the bottle of tequila, I pour shooters all around and knock mine back like a Russian. I need to catch up.

The good doctor, whatever her name is, "Flasherass or something," is really flying. A PhD with nice tits - what a combination.

Everything seems funny now. Reaching out a finger on each hand - one to Dr whatsisface and one to Moon, I touch the tip of a nipple and laugh uproariously. Since it seems hot in here, I pull my shirt off - exposing my still fit chest - with a scar or two compliments of my previous life.

Dr tits - oops, Freudian, is on a stream of conciousness roll. And Moon, the owner, seems to be floating too. I did see her turn the party private with a sign to the bouncer.
 
Thor's chest

"Hmmmm, nice chest....." I say, as I pick up another shot and pour it over it..... "Ooops, I drunk I think tee miny teqoolies. Hey doc Muff, lookie all over what's Thor's chest....."

I lean over and begin licking up the liquid on his chest.

"Hmmm, and it good tastes too!" :p
 
"BODYSHOTS!!!!!" I howl at the top of my lungs, then lunge around the table and dump more tequila on Thor. Leaning down, I join Moon in licking it up.

She looks up at me, about as drunk as I am, and says, "You're naked."

"I am not naked. I'm a professional. I have my clothes on." I look down and giggle. "OOps. I'm naked. Why am I the only naked person here?" I am incensed, in the way only a drunk woman can be, and start pawing at the waistband of Thor's pants.

"Good idea." Moon says, and helps.

"BODYSHOTS!!!!" I suddenly howl again and dump fresh tequila down his pants.
 
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