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Tweak says, "Look, ma, no hands!"

Maryanne Elizabeth Walker (maryanne_walker) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2022-05-17 02:28:00

Entry tags:

alexander hamilton, maryanne walker (oe)

Who: Maryanne and Alexander
Where: Crawley's Game Room
What: An Education, and Billiards
When: Tuesday Evening.
Rating: Erm, enter at your own risk, it got steamy.
Open: Nooooo
Status: On going

Maryanne felt a little bad, but only a little, walking into Rawdon's game room in just a short, red, trench coat. The rest of her ensemble hidden beneath, save for the sheer black stockings that covered her legs. And, of course, the black platformed pumps. But Alexander had said he wanted to see them worn, and who was she to disappoint? It was a promise after all. The coat was a decent length, and could be mistaken for a dress, if you weren't used to ankles and collar bones being hidden.

She made sure she got there before Alexander, more so she wouldn't look weird pulling the bottle of Jose Cuervo, quartered lime, salt shaker, and two shot glasses out of her pocket. Just in case he actually wanted to try it, she couldn't make him drink alone. She set all this down on a table close to the billiards tables. Then she went about seeing if there were speakers to pair her phone up with, so she could play a bit of Elvis. But she was no techie, so she gave up after two scans, and pulled out a little mini speaker that gave good sound for its size. That was already paired with her phone, so she just had to turn it on, she placed that on the same table as the drink.

Once she was through setting up she turned toward the door, and sat up on one of the table's edges. Her legs crossed, so not to give a peepshow. Unlike their last one on one meeting, she wasn't nervous at all. She wasn't going to be talking about herself, except for just a little bit, and no big deep dark secrets were going to be revealed. Though what didn't he know?

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maryanne_walker
2022-05-31 04:47 am UTC (link)

"Eh, how much of it is the actual Bible, and how much of it is King James being a big bag of dicks? I mean, he was a English King, they have a habit of being asshats. I read somewhere that there isn't anything at all about homosexuality in the text he had it translated from, but it is instead a line about pedophilia. So who's to say there is really anything about adultery." She spoke matter-of-factly, as if she knew, as if she wasn't an adulteress heathen herself. But he was her friend, and she wouldn't let him beat himself up for following his heart.

Maryanne lightly rubbed the toe of her shoe against the leg of the table. "I... happen to love your filthy mind. I just felt I needed to elaborate, because I'm unapologetically a slut, and Mitchell was very pretty..." She unlocked her phone and turned it toward him after she pulled up a series of pictures. "And he had the loveliest Irish accent..." She trailed off, because she'd already said she and that particular Mitchell had not slept together. There was more to it, but she didn't want to bring down the mood.

She sat back a little, putting her hands on the table, letting her phone sit where she'd placed it. "I definitely understand where you're coming from. You want to protect him, I do it too. And sometimes it's easier when they find out, rather than telling them." She knew the kids, and AJ still didn't know about Tony's inevitable demise. She just couldn't bring herself to tell them.

"I don't know, I think I need a repeat performance. Was it really that bad? I mean sure the drum beat in my head was unforgettable, but I remember enjoying myself before the hangover." But that was really all she remembered, it was clear she was teasing, mostly, by the chuckle in her tone. "God, I almost whined at you and begged you to come over with coffee, so I would be able to drink it."

She caught his scent change way too late. He was standing up and she realized how badly she fucked up. She knew in the depths of her soul, if he walked out that door right then, that she probably would never see him again. She did something she didn't do with anyone, but her kids, she reached out and grabbed his hand hoping it would stop him from leaving. "I'm sorry, I'm an asshole. Please don't go."