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Vala Rush ([info]_shimmer_) wrote in [info]kings_ransom,
@ 2008-04-03 11:58:00

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Thursday
Who?: Vala and Doc
What?: er...lapdances? *grins innocently*
When? Thursday, later in the evening
Where?: Temptress, a strip club


The day started out fairly normal for Vala. Rolling out of bed she made her way to the small kitchen that her apartment had. Starting a pot of coffee, she flipped on her TV and moved into the living room to start working out. After working out for a good twenty minutes, she stretched out her muscles while she walked back over to her coffee pot. Pouring herself a cup, she added two teaspoons of sugar to the hot bitter liquid before drinking it down.

Heading back to her bedroom she pulled out a pair of bellbottom pants from her closet, placing them on the bed. She pursed her lips in thought as she looked over her tops. Finally she settled on a pale pink peasant top, and laid it on top of her jeans. Pulling her underwear out of her dresser drawer she laid them on top of her clothing.

Going into her bathroom she turned on her shower. Disrobing she stepped into the stream of warm water, giving a mental sigh as the water cascaded over her body. Vala took her time in the shower, washing her body off, washing her hair, and did her shaving for the day. Cutting the water off, she stepped out, toweled off and wrapped the towel around her slender body.

Going back into her bedroom, she put on her underwear and shirt before she turned back around and went back into her bathroom. She quickly did her hair, gelling it and making sure that it wouldn’t frizz out too much before she started on her makeup. Her makeup was light today, and what she’d need for later she placed into her makeup bag. Vala picked up her makeup bag, and a few other items from her bathroom sink. Walking back into her bedroom, she laid the makeup bag on the bed beside her pants.

Kneeling down she pushed up her dust ruffle, and pulled her bag out from underneath her bed. Opening it, she made sure she hadn’t left anything inside, before tossing her makeup bag inside. Rolling her shoulders she pulled open another drawer, canting her head to the side as she looked inside. Her eyes scanned over the various costumes, and lingerie she owned. Some of it she’d made herself, some of it she’d bought or had bought for her. Wore the school girl outfit last week, wore the black number last week too…hmmm. She thought to herself, smiling a little as she started pulling out items and tossing them into her bag. The outfit she’d picked out was a layered piece, easy on and easy off. It was neon orange in color that would shine nicely underneath the lights on stage. Vala wasn’t doing a fully nude show that night, just topless, plus whatever lapdances she got paid to do. The outfit consisted of a bra and thong, over them she’d wear a midriff bearing shirt that tied in the middle near her dress with long sleeves that belled out at cuffs. The skirt that would partly cover up her thong had a thick band of material at the waist, and from there it flared out into fishnet that jagged at the edges and barely fell to the tops of her thighs. She wouldn’t be wearing shoes, as per usual, so she didn’t bother with stockings of any sort.

Grabbing up a matching garter she tossed it into her bag as well. She picked out another outfit for after she did her show, plus her jewelry for that night and put them into her duffle bag before zipping it up. Turning back to her dresser, she picked out her jewelry for the day. She put the large silver hoop earrings in her ears, the slim silver chain with the cross pendent around her neck, and her various silver bangles on her arms. Pulling her pants on quickly, she glanced at the clock, letting out a small breath before she grabbed up her bag from the bed. Going back into the kitchen she flipped her TV off, grabbed a mug of coffee for the road, turned the coffee pot off and grabbed a baggie full of green substance, papers, a lighter, and a pack of cigarettes from a drawer in her kitchen unzipping her bag and stuffed the baggie, lighter, and pack of cigarettes down in it. Making sure that everything was off in her apartment, she started out to the community center.

Once there she signed in, and started off to her ‘classroom’. Greeting her students, she smiled and started off where they’d left off two days ago. She ran through a few signs, handed them some handouts on new signs that they would need to know by their next meeting and then dismissed the class. Glancing at the clock on the wall she hurried down to the local spa, checking in on time for her waxing appointment. After the painful Brazilian wax she grabbed a bite to eat at her favorite deli, and started to Temptress.

The strip club she worked at wasn’t one of the nicer ones on the strip, but the staff that ran the place was some of the nicer people she’d worked for. The place was reasonably priced, and the girls there were all clean. That was what really mattered to Vala. It was still early, but a few of the early birds had already started trickling in. They wouldn’t be packed tonight, it was a weeknight after all. She gave a wave to the DJ as she weaved her way through the tables on the way to his booth. Unzipping her bag, she reached down into it pulling out a CD case, smiling at him she held up four fingers. She grinned as he nodded at her, and she made her way to the back. Nodding to a few of the girls, she sat her things down at her dressing table before she started getting ready for her show.


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[info]_shimmer_
2008-04-07 05:55 pm UTC (link)
Vala’s brows rose at the chair that the man pushed out, and then the simple command that he gave. Slowly she sank down into the chair, crossing her legs and placed her hands in her lap. Licking her lips she looked over to the waitress, giving her a slight smile and signed for her regular drink of choice. A somewhat watered down Grey Goose Vodka mixed with cranberry juice and a slice of lime. A smirk pulled up the corners of her lips, and she let out a short breath through her nose. Oh she could do him for free; she wasn’t a whore like so many of the other girls were there. At least she didn’t consider herself to be one. She would give head, and hand jobs for a price if the guys insisted on it, but actual sex? No, she preferred actually having sex on her own terms and not getting paid for it.

Picking up her notebook, she eyed him carefully for a moment before she started writing again. 'And who said I wouldn’t do you for free? Of course you’d have to pay for a lap dance, but anything other than that could be free. If you play nice, that is.' She held the notebook out to him, smirking still with a teasing light dancing in her eyes. She waited until he’d finished reading, and dropped it back into her lap.

She nodded her head to the waitress as she brought their drinks back, and took a small sip of hers. It wasn’t enough to get her drunk, over the years she’d built her tolerance up to alcohol just like she had drugs, but still she didn’t like feeling tipsy while working. She could work high, but not tipsy apparently. With drugs everything was just enhanced, with alcohol things got fuzzy and her movements sluggish. She didn’t like that feeling at all.

Vala raised her hand up to her throat when he asked if she was deaf or mute. She picked up her notebook again, 'Do you mind if I smoke while we talk?' She wrote out, canting her head to the side with a slight smile. Placing her notebook on the table she waited on his answer, picking up her drink again and took another sip. Licking her lips she let her gaze flick back to him. She noticed the pendant he wore around his neck, alright so he was in the medical profession, and then her eyes flicked to his hands. Not married, but went to… Her eyes narrowed a degree as she tried to focus on the name of the college he’d attended. Duke? Impressive. So he’s a doctor, probably. Doubtful that he’d be a nurse. He didn’t look like the type and plus with the kind of cash he was sporting it was only fitting that he was, in fact, a doctor. But what sort of medicine did he practice? She wondered as she took another sip of her drink and sat it down.

She also wondered why he wanted her. There were other girls there that were prettier than she was; other girls there that were far more talented than she was on the poles. She didn’t understand why a man like him would want to see her, to speak to her one-on-one since that’s apparently all he wanted from her, at the moment.

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