Walking in … mona, a Crown and Coke please

The Tables
*chuckling*

I tend to just roll the dice and if people cheer I did a good thing.

*smiling*

Other than that I do recall that the pass bet is one of the safest.

Poker is fun to but I have no face for it whatsoever. I’ve never lied very well, I either show it on my face or I lie so big it’s obvious.

Rehearsals
Holly offered a considerate nod, adjusting the terribly close way she leaned in like somehow talking about that existed on a level of secrecy more secret than secret-erection.

"Okay, I just wanted to check in and see how you were feeling, izzal…" there was no way to not make her locked eyes not-awkward so she just gave up the effort, pinched brows lobbying towards the impression she cared sincerely about what she assumed was a fragile and impressionable state of mind, for you.

Perhaps also admitting to herself that she was also concerned about the Optics of the situation, an awkwardness-debt that was slowly mounting (no pun intended) in the background as the seconds ticked by, nearly-audibly given the rush of blood in her ears and the glowing red peeking through the pale of her hair.

"O-Oh, yeah, and obviously we can do with a costume change — whew, is it a bit chilly on the stage?" she performed as suggested, a small flourish of movement not enough to pick up and gather the blankets, but did let her plop down unceremoniously to your side, downstage, on her side so that she took up a wider profile than you supine, though if anyone approached from backstage they were about to see something.

Oh god, was it going away or no?

"Uhh… really bad takeout food. Papercuts. The sound of nails on chalkboard. Pimples. Human atrocities. Car crashes. Naked mole-rats?"

Holly was trying to help.

Let's just hope her choices for deflationary thoughts didn't have the opposite effect…

slow look around
wondering if there are any shame-and-humiliation craving sluts around

the sort who crave to please and get harshly dominated

taking a seat on a comfy looking armchair
noting that the place is not as sticky with the filth of slut-use as I remember it to be

Incanto Lounge
"I don't really know ow it either"

she admitted

"But we could give it a try"

enters

They continued to patrol the perimeter protecting those who gathered around the central fire this night.

consulting the app on my phone
says here you soliciting for prostitution, then getting the johns drunk and rolling them
"offered no defense" 'insulted the Judge"
earned yourself a ten spot
time to start earning your way

unlocking the heavy collar for the moment
remove all your clothing and stand for inspection

all right have a good evening vaash

smiles

then there's the do you know how to use it too

winks n fades

later Copper

Couch... it's an early night for all

have a good one, catch you later.

chuckles,..

later, Jilly

~waves~

catch you another time

night missy

The Tables
*a little grin at the subject change but I’d allow it until it became necessary to do otherwise and I’d cash out with about a hundred up which is really good for me before sliding from my seat and moving through the casino with you*

How do you feel about craps? I’ve had dealers try to teach me and I just don’t get it….

There are protocols in place for this. Dedicated netrunning teams that he has no inkling of their workings. They would be dealing with this in their world of microseconds.

In the world of living things, he works at his limited terminal access and completes, within the hour, the treatment plan is created for a suitable placement into a new, undisclosed, frame. The patient would be back to work within the weekend.

~nodding... with a slow wink~
not to be too crass but big is relative... either way

laundry n work out calling this tramp

night all

fades