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 Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 10:40 pm
((Who wants to be a random character - customer - and do something with/to Shinto...))
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 10:45 pm
"My father was as I said. He was a prostitute too. He made his share in money, but he wanted mine too. He told me he was just storing it for when I needed it and I believed him but now I realize how stupid I was."
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 10:53 pm
Devon nodded along, but he knew better. Or he just found it extremely hard to believe that a prostitute would force his son into the same profession so young. He raised up a hand, hesitantly reaching for Fate's face. He pressed his palm softly against Fate's cheek. "You shouldn't have had to go through all that, you deserved so much better." He said, petting Fate's cheek with his thumb.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 11:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 11:26 pm
Fate smiled cutely. "I dont know what youre talking about." He moved his face to the side then licked the tip of Devon's finger with the smile still on his face. It almost seemed in a way that he was avoiding the simpathy.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 11:34 pm
Devon raised an eyebrow, slightly confused. His lips curved into a smile. "Good, now that we're past the sad. Let's move on to the joy." He slowly pulled Fate closer to him. When he drew near, Devon's other hand slid along Fate's lower ribs to wrap around his back. Devon's eyes lowered as he cocked his head to the side with his mouth gaped open and pierced tongue at the edge of his bottom lip for a kiss.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 11:36 pm
Fate looked at him confused. "Are you going to kiss me...? Arent you a prostitute like me...?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 11:40 pm
He rolled his eyes. "Would it be more proper if I were to just jump straight into oral? Yes, I am a prostitute like you. Does it mean I'm going to charge you, no." Devon was getting a little annoyed now, maybe he should've went up to the showroom like the others.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 11:47 pm
Fate glanced down. "Sorry...Im just so used to the other place I worked at...There we werent able to touch the other prostitutes...are..we allowed to do that here?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 11:53 pm
"I'd assume so." Devon lifted up Fate's chin with a finger. He hesitated for a moment, but tried to kiss him again. Lady B had never really complained about him and other prostitutes. As long as he maintained the routine appointments it was okay.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 11:55 pm
Fate closed his eyes lightly the pressed his lips against the other's softly, being surprisingly delicate.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 12:02 am
((going to bed. be back tomorrow. night))
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 12:07 am
Devon pressed his tongue against Fate's and began to rub against it in short movements from side to side. His hand held on to the back of Fate's head as he lay more kisses on the boy. His tongue caressed Fate's in gentle and long strokes with each further kiss.
He slowly drew back, his face was only inches from Fate's as he spoke. "I've got to go. My morning appointment's here." He kissed Fate's lips softly. "I like you, Fate. Maybe sometime I'll get to know the real you, but until then this would be good enough." He smiled, kissing his lips again before standing up and walking over to a middle-aged man that stood behind Fate. The man was dressed in a fine suit. He smiled as Devon drew closer, placing an arm around Devon's waist as the two headed off towards the stairs.
((Gotta get some sleep. Good night.))
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 5:48 am
Fate watched Devon walk away with a sad expression. He glanced down then sat back and sighed. I wonder if anyone will come for me...or will I just stay on this couch forever... He looked around and didnt see any of the other prostitutes around. Where are they all...? He drew his legs up to his chest as he sat there, feeling alone and somewhat left out because he had no idea where all the others were and no one told him where to go.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 1:34 pm
Synei sat at the bar on his break. Bringing a cigarette to his lips, he took a long drag, staring off into space. As he blew out, the smoke filled the air near him. Setting down his cigarette on his own personal ashtray, he picked up his dry martini and took a sip to finish the drink, his dark almost crimson colored eyes flashing to the bartender, who worked under him, really. Waving him down, he got another drink. His alcohol tolerance was very high and he seemed to be able to drink endlessly. He had only a few more hours until he was back on schedule and would have to get back to ******** whatever ugly old man came in. Synei was lucky to be such a good actor and could block the other guy out, he could still manage to get it up, no matter how ugly the person was. He was quite well known in his area of expertise, though it was one he now wished he'd never got experience in. He'd only gone and become a prostitute to take some night classes, but soon he even had to drop out of those to keep his job. And he couldn't quit because he'd lose his apartment, and there was no way he could get another job. The club was famous and everyone knew that pretty much anyone over 18 was a whore. Synei picked up his cigarette again, sighing deeply. He would probably still working at this place. Of course he smoked and drank more than he did anything else but work, so he'd thankfully die young.
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