Post by Adriane Snow on Oct 25, 2007 13:14:26 GMT -5
Enough with the mortal joints. Tonight, I wanted to be around others like me. I wanted to feel the eyes filled with lust on my body and I wanted to know I could have fun with whoever I wanted, as much fun as I wanted, and not worry about breaking some poor little mortal in half. My body pulsed with excitement as I finished getting dressed. Turning to look in my full length mirror I smile at myself. "Perfect." I had bought this short, sassy little red dress only 2 nights before. Bought wasn't exactly the right word, but it worked good enough as any other.
Blonde ringlets hung all down my back. Black sandals adorned my feet, with black ribbons that wrapped all the way up my calf and tied just below my knee, underneath so no one could see. A silver heart on a red and black ribbon rested above the plunging v-line of my dress. Laughing to myself I leave my home and make my way to this new club I had heard about. It's funny what random things mortals think about right before they die.
My heels were the only sound on the street leading to the club, or whatever it was, and a simple smile to the bouncer got me in. Once inside, silent thank yous were sent to wherever that mortals soul had ended up. This was what I wanted when I went out at night. Making my way to the bar I lean on it and grin at the bartender. Turning from him I sit on a bar stool and lean against the bar. I fingered my necklace and looked around. What shall I do now?
Blonde ringlets hung all down my back. Black sandals adorned my feet, with black ribbons that wrapped all the way up my calf and tied just below my knee, underneath so no one could see. A silver heart on a red and black ribbon rested above the plunging v-line of my dress. Laughing to myself I leave my home and make my way to this new club I had heard about. It's funny what random things mortals think about right before they die.
My heels were the only sound on the street leading to the club, or whatever it was, and a simple smile to the bouncer got me in. Once inside, silent thank yous were sent to wherever that mortals soul had ended up. This was what I wanted when I went out at night. Making my way to the bar I lean on it and grin at the bartender. Turning from him I sit on a bar stool and lean against the bar. I fingered my necklace and looked around. What shall I do now?
