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On The surface of the dusty old town of Vanguard, MS was deserted, hazy due to sweltering heat and a light orange powder that had lifted off the ground but beneath a rundown old building was a hustle that only a big city could muster. Most peolple in this building had jet black slacks, coats, and sunglasses on as was the CIF mode of dress. But oddly enough, four floors below the cracking floor boards of the rundown building, one man was strewn about his desk in nothing except black boxers with red dragons printed on the thighs. Once the blonde, and rather muscular male was discovered by one of his female colleagues, the most irritating tapping noise was produced by her heeled black sandals.
Freekill crossed her arms under her breasts as she waitedfor the constant click click of her shoe to drive Riden crazy enough for him to respond. And did he respond, " MY GOD WOMAN!" He shouted as he sat up on the desk ready to pounce. It wasn't until that moment that he realized that Freekill, the girl who threatened to cut his d**k off for commenting on her v-neck shirt, was wearing a black cocktail dress. He felt his face get hot as he started to stutter, " U- uh, W-why you wearin that?" He examined the genorous display of cleavagethe strapless dress exposed.
"We are going out for drinks at Lindie's," She explained and saw Riden's gaze pry off of her chest and fall ontothe digital clock on the wall.He must not have realized that the work day was over.The shadow of eyes behind Riden's sunglasses settled back on Freekill who shifted a bit suddenly wishing that she would have worn a dress that covered her legs more than just her upper thighs.
Riden's eyes shot up to her face and he realized that she wasn't wearing her CIF issued sunglasses. " Are you asking me to get drinks with you?" She had been dancing from foot to foot seemingly in anticipation before he asked.
" Yes, our team would like you to join us?" Her puzzzlement quickly dissapated and her cheeks flushed once she realized how much it sounded like she was asking him out before. "As a group, you know?" Freekill prayed that all of her stain from not checking out her superior's body wasn't visible on her face, He is practically naked after all how could he blame me?
"Oh! Yeah, sure. I'll go," Riden put on a friendly smile as he began ushering the red head out of the office he shared with Snake, the commander of the Swat team. "But I'm not sure if you'd appreciate me going as much if I showed up like this,"
Freekill allowed herself to be gently pushed out of her seniors' office. A burning sensation bloomed on her cheeks as she leaned against the office door collecting her thoughts as she attempted to push any perverted feelings for one of her bosses out of her head. But her peaceful moment of deep thought was interrupted by an ever so elegant throat clearing was sounded by her normally quiet teammate, Striker. She snapped out of her girlish fantasy to observe her teammates, who seemed so much more vibrant against the bleach white walls behind them than normal. When her eyes scanned over Psycho, they locked with the bright blues she rarely saw. A blush crept back into Freekill's face as she remembered just how much bigger Psycho was than her. Psycho wasn't fat, by any means, but with the orange v-neck tank top she was currently warning anyone could tell which girl had the bigger boobs, and it isn't fair, Psycho doesn't even know how to use those things right. Not to mention her black tripp pants with their orange stitching do their best to hide her big fat a**!
"So he's coming?" Mad asked watching what he thought was Freekill checking out Psycho's rack. She absent mindedly nodded in response,"I know that Psycho's boobs are huge and distracting, but could you at least look at me while i'm talking to you?" Mad instantly regretted saying that as the redhead in the skimpy piece of black cloth she called a dress turned to him with a kind of upset look on her face. Oh God! What did I do this time! His consience screamed.
Freekill quelled her insecurities as she turned her attention to Mad who was just wearing a T-shirt, jeans, and a ratty old pair of running shoes. She smiled and reminded herself that Mad had no idea what to wear to a club, "You are going to go in that?" she inquired.
"Well what do you want me to wear?" He circled a bit showing everyone how he looked in a plain white T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. "Did you even tell Riden that we are going to the club?"
"I don't even know if we are going to the club, after all, I still have to convince Riden to tell me where it is."
"Oh, you'll have no problem if you go in that. Trust me,"
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Freekill's hands found their way to her waist and when she realized that there were no guns on her body, she settled her hands on her hips.
Riden had to admit that he was listening to their conversation the whole time he was dressing, but I have to mess with them, just this once, "I know where Lindie's is, Freekill. Don't you?" Riden knew very well that she knew where the bar was and he silently hoped that she would be the one to ask about the only club in town that had such an innappropriate name that it exponentially simplified keeping the lower agents in the CIF out of it.
"No the club of Vanguard. I don't know where it is..." Freekill actually looked a bit disturbed by her lack of knowledge.
A huge grin appeared on Riden's face as he began to have his fun, "I'll telll you if you have sex with me?" He inquired but of course Freekill and all of his other teammates in the hallway had no clue what he was talking about.Stricker must have heard this before because his ears turned slightly red in embarrassment. But Mad's, Swat's, and Freekill's jaws all dropped, leaving their mouths hanging open.
Eventually Freekill came back to her senses enough to come up with a response, "Um, Riden... That is called fraternazation and uh we would both be kicked out of the CIF. And it is sexual harassment. And and-" She was cut off by riden's hysterical laughter.
 CrazyMadPsycho · Sun Apr 04, 2010 @ 01:53am · 2 Comments |
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