spinrightround (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} spinrightround) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg,@ 2011-10-17 11:14:00 |
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Who: Alicia Spinnet (disguised) and OPEN
What: A vision
Where: The Honeypot Strip Club
When: Sometime before 1am, october 30, 2003
She's totally committed
To major independence
But she's a lady through and through
She gives them quite a battle
All that they can handle
She'll bruise some
She'll hurt some too
But oh they love to watch her strut
Oh they do respect her but...
For some reason, Alicia never felt so free as when she was on the stage, a mask hiding her identity, a glamour over her tattoo, and her favourite thigh-high boots slipped over her legs like a second skin. She was in one of her standard costumes, not that the men ever minded. In the end, the outfits were more for her than for them.
She strutted down the stage in a confident manner, turning her head to smile at the men down below. She stopped by the edge and focused her attention on the one man there, her tongue lasciviously licking along her lips as her fingers deftly undid the buttons on her trench coat. Within moments, it was flung away to reveal the leather shorts and corset beneath.
In time to the music, she shimmied down onto her knees, her hands caressing her body through the leather, thrusting her breasts up and out so they would heave just so...
When suddenly, behind the man appeared her very worst nightmare. There were her parents and all of her closest friends, Angie front and center, and they looked at her with shame and accusation, obviously seeing through her disguise.
She fell over onto her hip, her body trembling all over in shock and humiliation. What were they doing there? What-
And just as suddenly... they were gone.
Yes she still couldn't move, so shaken was she by the sight. A shaking hand rose up to cover her mouth as tears fell through the mask.