Punk Rock Momma

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Twitch finished lacing her doc martens at the foot of the bed.

" hey baby, where ya going so soon..." a hand landed on her shoulder.

Twitch flicked off the hand with a shrug and got to her feet, turning to face the voice.

" Guys, I aint waiting another hour for you all to get hard again, i got shit to do "

Twitch looked at the carnage she had wrought. Three men lay sprawled across the bed in this hole in the wall No-Tell Motel. She had met them after her set at the Pit, a bunch a rowdy frat boys who thought they were king studs. She had just spent the last couple hours wearing them out.

" C'mon doll, we gave you a good time, how about give us a chance" said nameless yuppie boy 2..

Twitch snorted, " i gave YOU guys a good time, with a little experience..maybe another time"

The boys began to slowly drag themselves upright but Twitch was already gone out the door.
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Out on the street Twitch brought the collar of leather jacket up. She shook out a smoke and placed it between her sensual lips.

Time to either hail a cab and go home or cruise for more fun. Fuck it, Twitch wanted more. She could feel the cum in her pussy begining to soak her leather thong. Yeah, the night was young and so was she.

Brat headed down the street looking for the nearest bar, or whatever struck her fancy first



Twitch

Age: 21
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 115
Eyes> Cold cold blue
Hair: Black... styled in long spikes
Pierced tongue, lips, nipples, nose ring, eye brow, belly button, clit, ears
32DD- 28-32
Bi-sexual
Lead vocals and bass player for " Lilith's Bitches"
 
James Boone age:40
Tall and well built 6'2"
Proffesional Conman.
Taking money from rich women, Selling young girls into slavery, seducing pretty women into prostitution, blackmail or any other form when upportunity arised.

Sitting at a far corner when Twitch step into the Bar. His eyes follows her, knowing that he had found another target. He wave at the waitress and pull out a bill, "Please buy that lady her drink and you may keep the change"

She turns her head. looking at his direction when the waitress serves her drink. He raises my glass cheerfully and wave at her, inviting her to come over and join him.
 
She sat on the bar stool in the eyeing her target for the evening a man by the name of James Boone whom she knew was suspected of any numerous crimes agaisnt women. She had taken the case two months ago and had been trying to get the big break since then. But Mr. Boone was careful and smart when selecting his victims. A young girl that looked to be part of the punk rock scene entered the bar and she was probably a prosititue as well and Mr. Boone followed her with his eyes from the moment she entered. Then he bought her drink and motioned for her to join him. Hmmmm, would this lead to the chance she was hoping for.

OOC: Sandi Morgan, age 37, police investigator in the sex crimes unit, long curly black hair, long legs, seductive looks and divorced.
 
OOC:

Eeeek! Sorry, bowing out of this one, I dont do BDSM/slavery scenes, and theres nothing you can blackmail her with, and she aint a pro

you kids have fun
 
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