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*He sits quietly, his legs dangling from the curved wood edge of the chair. As he hears his name called, he immediatly becomes attentive, leaning forth and standing straight to his feet. His arms hang low to his sides as his head tilts down and his breathing becomes a bit heavier to emphasize his nervousness. Grabbing the mic, he inhales deeply and a shocked expression envlops his face as a loud tone bangs clearly through to his ear drums. He shakes his head for getting too close to the mic and causing some feedback. Grasping it squarely, he chokes the words out in sordid gasps as he leans in against the pole:
This boy is a 26 male, blonde hair blue eyes, 200 lbs with a slight muscular build and a fair complexion.
*His eyes scan the room nervously as he reaches up to tug at his already tight tuxedo collar. His arms bulge forth from the suit coat while several beads of sweat from and run down through his side burns.
He is also looking to please a MAdame, and bend to her every whim. IF he fits the description, please contact him via msn for an online conversation to better detail things.
*Coughs slightly and steps from off the stage.
This boy is a 26 male, blonde hair blue eyes, 200 lbs with a slight muscular build and a fair complexion.
*His eyes scan the room nervously as he reaches up to tug at his already tight tuxedo collar. His arms bulge forth from the suit coat while several beads of sweat from and run down through his side burns.
He is also looking to please a MAdame, and bend to her every whim. IF he fits the description, please contact him via msn for an online conversation to better detail things.
*Coughs slightly and steps from off the stage.
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