DeliciousMaiden
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OOC
Please feel free to read along – this is a closed thread between me (DeliciousMaiden) and Amon Darknight.
Openings for characters, may occur later, please pm me with any ideas as they occur.
Name: Mandi (Amanda) Brite
Age: 20
Hair: Natural blonde
Eyes: clear blue
Height: 5 ft 6
Body shape: slim and shapely
34c – 24 – 34
Origin: English
Profession: Dropped out of college and came to USA for a holiday. Stayed on having got drawn into an “interesting” circle of friends and is currently making a living working illegally as a stripper in an adult club.
IC
Mandi sipped gratefully on her water bottle. God it was hot out there tonight! Stripping and sliding smoothly up and down the pole, Mandi had professionally given the impression of cool abandon, but those lights were glaring and it had taken all her control to keep the smile on her face as she stripped slowly for the punters and then took her place to gyrate erotically, her body moving over the now warm metal. Oh yes…the states had taught her many new skills. Lap dancing, pole dancing, stripping… she had soon picked it up and made a good living.
She knew other girls in her position who had cashed in on their “Englishness”, the accent and the English rose complexion drove the guys wild, but she never forgot that she was here illegally and had no visa or official work permit, so she kept a low profile. The gasps and groans she emitted with subtle drama as she worked through her nightly routine were carefully rehearsed so as not to betray her roots.
She drank deeply on the bottle and checked the clock. One more “turn” this evening, then drinks in the bar with some of her “favoured” customers and then she could return to the flat she shared with some of the other girls she now worked with.
The sudden crash made her jump!
The bottle slipped from her fingers, drenching the light cotton wrap, which was loosely tied around at her waist.
Before she could do more than stand and gasp, the door burst open and a heavily armed cop burst through.
Mandi, who, despite her profession was not usually given to foul language emitted a heartfelt,
“Oh fuck!” under her breath.
Man, could she be in trouble now...
Please feel free to read along – this is a closed thread between me (DeliciousMaiden) and Amon Darknight.
Openings for characters, may occur later, please pm me with any ideas as they occur.
Name: Mandi (Amanda) Brite
Age: 20
Hair: Natural blonde
Eyes: clear blue
Height: 5 ft 6
Body shape: slim and shapely
34c – 24 – 34
Origin: English
Profession: Dropped out of college and came to USA for a holiday. Stayed on having got drawn into an “interesting” circle of friends and is currently making a living working illegally as a stripper in an adult club.
IC
Mandi sipped gratefully on her water bottle. God it was hot out there tonight! Stripping and sliding smoothly up and down the pole, Mandi had professionally given the impression of cool abandon, but those lights were glaring and it had taken all her control to keep the smile on her face as she stripped slowly for the punters and then took her place to gyrate erotically, her body moving over the now warm metal. Oh yes…the states had taught her many new skills. Lap dancing, pole dancing, stripping… she had soon picked it up and made a good living.
She knew other girls in her position who had cashed in on their “Englishness”, the accent and the English rose complexion drove the guys wild, but she never forgot that she was here illegally and had no visa or official work permit, so she kept a low profile. The gasps and groans she emitted with subtle drama as she worked through her nightly routine were carefully rehearsed so as not to betray her roots.
She drank deeply on the bottle and checked the clock. One more “turn” this evening, then drinks in the bar with some of her “favoured” customers and then she could return to the flat she shared with some of the other girls she now worked with.
The sudden crash made her jump!
The bottle slipped from her fingers, drenching the light cotton wrap, which was loosely tied around at her waist.
Before she could do more than stand and gasp, the door burst open and a heavily armed cop burst through.
Mandi, who, despite her profession was not usually given to foul language emitted a heartfelt,
“Oh fuck!” under her breath.
Man, could she be in trouble now...
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