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 Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 2:45 am
She continued to smirk as she rose with her friend. "I'm still the girl you've come to adore." She licked her lips at Waylon. "Careful crocodile, if anything happens to your boss... you go to Germany with me, love."
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 11:41 am
Waylon straightened his suit "I would rather live in the Gotham Sewers."
Helena waved bye to Caesar and walked with her friend out of the restaurant "yes you are." She linked her arm with Pamela as they left "so shall we had back and get you ready for your big date or shall we go gown shopping?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 9:42 pm
"It's NOT a DATE!" Pamela shrieked practically pulling at her hair, glaring at her purposely mischevous friend.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 10:47 pm
Helena giggled as they walked back to the store "we'll see about that, depending on how your demeanor is when you return."
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 11:30 pm
The irate red head grabbed her friend by the shoulders and shook her profusely, unable to utter a single comment.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 11:35 pm
Surprisingly strong for her size and frame, Helena pulled herself free and pulled the other woman into a tight hug, kissing her neck and cheeks. "Try not to to do anything I wouldn't, you little teasing minx."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 6:43 am
Pamela squealed in surprise, blushing profusely. Since when Helena as strong as the crocodile? "Waylon!" She shrieked, squirming for her life. "Get your boss! Stop it, Helena!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 10:52 am
Helena let her friend go, giggling at her surprise "alot of men thought they could manhandle me, either in bed or in a business deal." She smirked at Pamela "they either ended their night sore, or found a spot to sleep in Gotham Bay."
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 4:05 pm
She rubbed her neck profusely, blushing like a mad woman. "Well don't you think that because I'm poor at fisti-cuffs that you can just handle me any way you please!" She straightened herself up.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 4:18 pm
Helena smirked and put her arm around Pamela's waist, walking with her to the section of the department store that sold the quality evening gowns "its my job to know the kinks of people, and more or less, people in control tend to be turned on by the fact their in someone else's control."
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 10:34 pm
The red head stopped in her tracks, crossing her arms. "I'm quite sure even you don't know what you just said."
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 10:47 pm
Helena pulled a gown off a rack and held it up "I'll have to tie you down to a bed and leave you at my mercy to be sure."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 5:28 pm
Pamela looked at the clock in the store. "I have to get home and change."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 7:10 pm
Helena looked "oh yes, its just about time for your not-date." Carefully folding a gown into her bag, Helena motioned for Waylon "let's get going dear."
Waylon walked with the two women back to his car "back to the Princess boss?"
"Ms. Isley's apartment, first." Helena waited for Pamela to get in the car while she rode in the back with their shopping haul.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 7:14 pm
Pamela rubbed her temples following right behind her friend. "Mark my words Italian, you will pay for this. I'm going to show you what it feels like to be teased about something strictly innocent." Maybe she'd find that television cowboy lover of hers and send him some fanmail.
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