Who: Eve Varias (OTA) What: Anyone wanna have a good EVEning? When: Friday, November 12, 2010, 12:45AM(PST) Where: Pure Nightclub, Caesar's Palace, Las Vegas> Las Vegas Strip. Rating: R(For language, Sexual Inuendos, (possible)Blood, some Drug use) Status: Incomplete
Pure. The name fits this nightclub like a glove. Inside it's all white with lights flickering everywhere. Lights that gives this pure color club color. Of course it's dark and lit with strobe-lights and candles. This is where the young, rich, and degenerate comes to play. Some are in the VIP, kissing and fondling, while others rolls up a dollar bill and inhale via the noise power as pure looking as snow, yet it's effects aren't so pure. It's also a place where at the bar, they drink every form of poison you can think of, just to look cool, get a buzz, or forget. The place also is where they go to the dancefloor, people dance, grope, fondle, and grind against eachother. And it's here on the dancefloor you will find.....HER....
The seductive, young, Romanian, Gypsy slut herself. The Mistress Nosferatu herself, Eve Varias. No other vampire has ventured in there tonight so she, at the moment, owns this place. As she dances, she moves in a snake light motion, swaying her black micro-mini sheer dress-clad ass from side to side. She has mortals from both genders feeling her body up and she welcomes it. The fondle her ass, her breasts, and even her crotch, stroking it with their fingers through her black sheer g-string. She's feeling both hungry and horny. She could eat them, fuck them, maybe both. She's not sure yet.
She grinds her ass to a man's crotch while she makes out with a young and lovely blonde woman as she moans. She even runs her hands down her back to her ass, kneading it hard. She also has two others on her side, dancing with her, trying to get a piece. Being that she's a vampire with limitless energy, she could out-dance everyone in the club. So when others tire, she gets a new batch of partners to play with. Once when she feels she needs a break, she goes to the bar and a bunch of guys orders drinks for her. They can't believe how much she could drink. Again being a vampire has many advantages.
But the sad thing about being immortal as she is, she bores easily. So she left the club on her own. A few guys offers to be her escort through 'the dangerous streets of Las Vegas' but she does not want or need it. She leaves the club, practically swaying her tight ass, looking like a hooker, looking for a john or a lady customer. However, she's not looking for that kind of game. She's hungry, looking for someone who would make for a tasty meal as she walks up north towards Fremont....