Eroticus
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OOC: For now this is a thread between Sweetp4u and me Might open it up later. I am playing Mike, a 32 year old ex cop who runs a halfway house and serves as a parole officer for female parolees. He was given the job by a friend doing him a favor. He was forced out of the police because of a controversial shooting where an innocent person was killed. His wife left him. Now he drinks too much and is generally down on life. He tends to take it out on the parolees. I'll let Sweetp introduce her own character.
IC: The alarm went off much too early. I rolled over and looked up at the ceiling. My head throbbed and a dry stale taste of booze was in my mouth. I struggled to the sink and splashed water into my face.
I looked in the mirror. There were some rough edges, but I still had the deep blue eyes and dark hair of the handsome young man I'd once been. My body was in decent shape despite the drinking. I still worked out several times each week - the only good habit I hadn't abandoned.
A new parolee was supposed to arrive today. I needed a shower and some breakfast first before I did the rounds. Then I'd be ready to read her the riot act, get her off on the right foot.
IC: The alarm went off much too early. I rolled over and looked up at the ceiling. My head throbbed and a dry stale taste of booze was in my mouth. I struggled to the sink and splashed water into my face.
I looked in the mirror. There were some rough edges, but I still had the deep blue eyes and dark hair of the handsome young man I'd once been. My body was in decent shape despite the drinking. I still worked out several times each week - the only good habit I hadn't abandoned.
A new parolee was supposed to arrive today. I needed a shower and some breakfast first before I did the rounds. Then I'd be ready to read her the riot act, get her off on the right foot.