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Post by Kyler Van Rossem on Sept 9, 2010 22:55:14 GMT -5
Kyler undid the hair thing in her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders. She had been wearing her hair up in an uncomfortable bun for the entire day just for her job. If it weren’t for her job, she probably wouldn’t dress very conservatively at all and probably would’ve been off getting into trouble. But she was more than happy her job was done for the day and she could relax. (And by relax, she meant cause hell). The rebellious female she slipped out of her clothes and dropped them into her hamper then slipped on a dress. For a moment she had considered the idea of going commando, but decided against it and got on her lingerie. Kyler was a triplet. Yeah, there were three women who looked alike, but each had their own personality, really they all acted in separate ways. Thalia was more… strict or well, she was the serious one; Circie was quiet but dangerous – and then Kyler was the outspoken bi-sexual rebellious one. She was a flirt, liked getting what she wanted – the whole nine yards really. Kyler worked for the dragon government, and sometimes (yes, sometimes, not always) respected the other dragon advisers by dressing appropriately, today she had decided she hadn’t wanted to start shit, so she had worn conservative clothing to cover up her body.
But now she was free to dress however the hell she wanted; and she wanted to dress like a total slut. She messed her hair up then went ahead and put on thick make up over her eyelids. Sexy was her goal tonight. She finished by putting lip gloss on then left her little dwelling to go find some fun. A bar in the city was her destination. She’d probably have the best luck getting some there. She tossed her hair a little and started her trek from the Den towards the city. Really it didn’t take her too long to get there, thank god because she was just beginning to remember how painful heels really were. She was all too happy when she got inside the bar and could sit down. She slid onto a stool at the bar and pulled some money from her cleavage and put it down. “Vodka please.” she purred out. Yeah, even a dragon could purr sometimes. She grabbed her hair in her fingers and spun it around while waiting for her drink. “What kind of Vodka ma’am?” the bar tender asked. Kyler let out a loose giggle. “Belvedere please.” Less sugar, less calories – Kyler certainly didn’t want to get fat by drinking vodka. She preferred her frame the way it was, with her curves how they were.
The curves she found could drive a man crazy and a woman gay, or at least, in her own personal opinion it could. Really, the way to prove to a woman that she was bi-sexual was to get her drunk and sleep with her. It always amused Kyler how wild and fun a woman could act after having a few drinks. She winked at the bartender when he set down a bottle of Belvedere in front of her with a shot glass. She poured herself some then took a shot, immediately downing it. She wasn’t a light weight. Getting drunk took a couple (and by a couple, that meant more than ten) shots of straight vodka to get her going. What she was doing at that moment – neither of her sisters would do. Neither had the courage to actually do it, or were too shy. Didn’t matter to Kyler, she was pleased with the idea of being the only one who would go out to bars, meant less competition for anyone worth… competing for.
 THIS THREAD IS: OPEN
THIS STORY STARS kyler and she’s WEARING this. LETS TALK ABOUT THESE NOTES blah blah blah. AND MIGHT I ADD THAT ALL CREDITS FOR THIS BABE GO TO mars |
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