“Fifty shades of cray cray” – Part Two – Ladies Night.

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CharlotteCarrendar, Comedy, gym, Humor, IMVU, Kali, KalypsoGrey, Ladies night, LadyBelz, Morinehtar, Pandora, role play., Simone, T1Legend, writing

Fifty Shades of CRAY CRAY

Live Role play on the client of IMVU 19th February, 2014

Ladies Night

Writers :
LadyBelz
KalypsoGrey
T1Legend
Morinehtar
FireStar32005
TormentedPerfection
CharlotteCarrendar
KristianTrevelynGrey

Location : Balls of Steel Gym 

Part Two

T1Legend: /Two/ folded pair of a socks. And a roll of quarters. Giggidy.

KalypsoGrey: Kali sighed heavily before then shaking her head at everything around her, a sudden buzz coming from her phone in her bra just then. She reached in her bra, retrieved said phone and instantly read the text.: Taylor- “A few people just came outof the gym, is everything alright Mrs. Grey?” It was Taylor her body guard checking up on her again, and before she had the chance to reply back she turned to view the fight and then Simone and some random block head hitting on her. “Hey! Back the fuck off, prick…” Instantly a pool of energy slowly started whirling inside of Kali as her anger slowly began to build. If this went on any longer, things would not be pretty for anyone.

T1Legend: “Okay,okay. Say no more, clearly you’re all gay! I know when I’m not wanted. ” He continued to work the crowd, but this time he walked quietly up behind another girl and thrust the knuckle of his right hand into her back. ” I have a .45 pressed against your kidney. Would you like to get some coffee? ”

Morinehtar: She succeeded in pinning the woman with no problem, but as she grabbed for her arms, an odd thing happened: A burning sort of stench began to fill the air. Now, much as Roisin liked the idea of her insults manifesting as actual burns, she couldn’t think that was the case. Something funky was going on. The woman’s skin was heating up fast. Pulling herself up and back quickly, Roisin sprang back, fists ready. What the fuck?
KalypsoGrey: “I’m fucking married you bitch… now leave my best friends alone. Get lost!” She screamed at the man.

KalypsoGrey: “Good, I wouldn’t have wanted you anyway… Pfft… bye.” She stated as the man flipped his hair and walked off.

LadyBelz: She felt when the woman released her arms and moved away, allowing Pandora to scramble to her feet, eyes blazing in her anger. “I don’t know what the fuck your problem is, but you don’t insult me or my friends the way you just did. Do it again and I’ll fry your guts for breakfast.” To drive the point home, Pandora shot a short stream of fire from her fingertips at the soles of the woman’s shoes. “Do we understand each other?”

CharlotteCarrendar: -Then…it was like the Gods decided to send in the….one. His name. Andrei..Andrei. With bbq sauce nibblable hips, and a goatie you just wanted to suck off his face, he sauntered through the doors, his gym bag slung across his shoulder as he spotted Mister Muscles. With a cat like grace, he stalked this man of meat and socks, and said in a high pitch voice. “Baby…gotta love a man with..buns of steel. Do you have balls to match?” His eyebrows wiggling suggestively.

FireStar32005: Abby sighed softly, a groan escaping her as she walked into the gym. It had been a long night the night before, and she noted that she was a bit out of shape from her last DJ session. She was easily winded, which was a key sign that a week not working out, was not going to work for her much longer. Slowly walking in she heard commotion and blinked a few times, hesitating in her tracks at the words: “Baby gotta love a man with buns of steel. Do you have balls to match” Blinking a few more times she took her key chain off from around her neck and slid her entry card to clock into the gym with her membership. She almost burst out laughing at the words, but chose to carefully ignore them, and repeat them in her mind and smile as she stepped up onto the elliptical machine her eyes slowly scanning the areas of the gym. Stepping up onto the elliptical machine, she threw her dark, red tipped hair up into a messy ponytail, and started her normal work out regimen: “60 minutes, hills, starting speed…” hearing the machine beep she cringed at the feel of her muscles moving after such a rough night. Tilting her head some as her eyes peered over the others present in the gym she slipped in a set of ear buds playing some of her beats for the next night’s DJing list.-

Morinehtar: Well, roast her on a spit. The woman was magma barbie. Roisin didn’t care about her threats until the woman shot a thing of fire at her feet. Okay, the girl has some firepower. “Suuurrreee” Roising drew out the word as a means of distraction. A water dispensor was to her left. With a kick, she busted it, sending water spraying directly towards Pandora, probably soaking her if she hadn’t somehow moved.

CharlotteCarrendar: “It’s virgin pubic hair. I get it imported from Kazakhstan.” The sultry male model gay creme puff said, with a lick of his lips. He then noticed that the sign for the pool being open flashed, and he made goose lips as Mr Muscles, before swaggering off to the locker room, making a phone like gesture with his right hand and mouthed. “Call me maybe..baby.”

LadyBelz: Pandora saw the woman moving toward the water fountain and guessed her intentions a moment before it happened. She didn’t move out fo the way though, her body temperature going beyond normal means and causing the water to evaporate the moment it touched her skin. The gym became an instant steam room, causing the poor girl at the desk to burst into tears. “I don’t get paid enough for this bullshit! I quit!” she screamed, darting out the door.

CharlotteCarrendar: “I can’t see shit!” Simone cried as the steam was building.

Morinehtar: Roisin stood there, hands on hips, looking at the woman: “Steamy Panda is steamy,” she remarked, eyebrow arched.

FireStar32005: As the gym began to heat up and steam filled the room, Abby blinked a few times and shook her head. “What the hell?” slowly taking out her ear budgs she stopped what would have been a decent work out and stepped away from it. Hearing the receptionist cry out and rush out the door she shook her head and let out a gentle sigh. “Well, I guess she’s not a fan of saunas?” she asked with a little quirk of her brow.-

CharlotteCarrendar: -Simone did see that. “Oh now he takes his shirt off.”

LadyBelz: The doors opened once more and a couple of firefighters and a policeman entered. “We got reports of a bomb threat! Everyone needs to clear the building!” the cop shouted.

FireStar32005: “Relax officer…” she smiles tenderly her shadow moving out in front of her just a bit. “It’s just Sauna day at the gym… don’t you like the heat?”

TormentedPerfection: *Suddenly, a fat guy who was passed out on the tread mill rolls around, panting.* “Bomb? What bomb? OH SHIT NO I HAVE DIABETIS STOP.” He struggles to get on his feet, looking like a bitching whale in heat.”

CharlotteCarrendar: “Firefighters. Okay, this is too much.” Simone fans herself and skips over to one with an extra long hose. “Quick, spray me down with your hose, mate.” Instead he hoses the fat guy right out the window-

T1Legend: “I’ve got a hose if you need spraying down. ” Bodybuilder pose.

KalypsoGrey: It was then when the police entered did she lower herself to the ground, smile innocently and then made her way over to one of the cops. Her eyes darting to Pan as if to ask her to grab her duffel. “I have police reports to fill out and I am sure to get blamed for this by my husband later on.”

T1Legend: ” Everyone relax! They are probably just here to arrest me…..”

TormentedPerfection: The fatguy finally gets on his feet, to run. Oblivious to whatever happens. he charges forth, but trip, rolling…rolling…and BAM! He spearheads, a ball of pure Fat and Sweets towards the fire fighter, easily setting them off balance if they don’t dodge.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Simone stares at Mister Muscles and shakes her head. “Not into golden showers thanks.”

FireStar32005: Her lips curl into a sweet, sultry smile, normally only saved for the pretty ones at her DJ station. “Anyone mind if we get some beats in here?” she walked around one officer. “Surely you all came here to work out too?”

T1Legend: ” For being too sexy for this gym. ”

T1Legend: ” Happens all the time. ”

Morinehtar: Roisin took that as her cue to make tracks. Darting back around the woman, she went back to her treadmill and snatched up her gym bag, presumably with the scrap of paper with Mr. Muscle’s number inside. She had a few ideas for ways to prank him, but wasn’t sure she was bothered. She then walked out around the firefighters.

KalypsoGrey: Her eyes slowly returned to normal as her hands whirled in a small circle near her waist in an attempt to die down the steam in the room so the gym was back to normal.- “Come no officer, we have much to discuss, no thanks to the sudden situation at hand.”

LadyBelz: Pandora caught the hint and this was more attention then what she needed. She grabbed her duffle and followed Kali outside, breathing in the fresh air. “God, what the fuck was her problem?” she snarled, feeling her core temperature start to return to normal.

FireStar32005: -Grabbing a towel she wipes off her brow, and gingerly drapes the towel around her shoulders, swings over the railing and walks out of the steamed room-

T1Legend: Shot down again, Muscles slinked off to the locker room to sulk. v_v;

CharlotteCarrendar: -Where Andrei Andrei was waiting. In a mankini. “Oooo baby. I like a little lunchbox in the locker room, Suga.” he minced about, pulling hard on his straps and teasing his nipples, while his balls seemed to have dissapeared up his ass-

KalypsoGrey: After having spoken to the officers outside for more than 10 minute she sighed and made her way back towards the entrance, only to see Pan coming out with their bags. “Everything is fine, I promised to pay for the repairs if any were needed to be made, and I also said we would add a sauna in. Apparently it was a good idea.” She sighed and nearly fainted before Pan and then thought better and tried to compose herself accordingly. “Can we go… please?”

KalypsoGrey: “Oh, and I’m in charge of finding a new front desk clerk… joy.” She exclaimed sarcastically. “What else do I have to deal with today?”

LadyBelz: Pandora looked at Kali, wondering where Simone went off to. She nodded to Kali and linked their arms. Simone would catch up to them. “Getting back to my earlier topic, Kal…I want to try with Brock. He’s…different…and he likes me too.”
T1Legend: ” Little! ” He stood up from the bench, indignant. And that was when the roll of quarters fell down his pant leg. ” Awh, who’m I kidding. ” He sat back down, sobbing.

KalypsoGrey: She raised a brow and then nodded while walking with her, her head practically leaning on the woman’s arms. “Ugh, I know. And I’m sorry for earlier. Forgive me Panda?” She sulked then and looked up at her with puppy eyes.

T1Legend: ” It’s the steroids! ”

CharlotteCarrendar: -Simone was getiting phone numbers of one of the burly fire fighters and was in her element. “I love a man in uniform.” she giggled, taking a fireman’s hat and popping it on her head. “Need a mascot?” One of the other gym members passed her and she sung out, “They already have a dog, Simone.” Simone snarled at the lycra covered skank. “Shut up.”

LadyBelz: Chuckling, Pandora wrapped an arm around her friend. “I’ll always forgive you, Kal.” She grinned, hugging her close. She noticed Kali was looking a little pale and grew concerned. “Did you have breakfast this morning?” she wondered. Not bothering to wait for an answer, she turned toward the iopen doors of the gym. “SIMONE! WE’RE GOING TO LUNCH! MOVE YOUR ASS!”

CharlotteCarrendar: -Giving the fireman back his hat, she heard Pandora call out, and ran on after them. “Wait for me!”

KalypsoGrey: “Honestly no…” She replied to Pandora’s question. The embrace still felt as she then moved alongside her friend and called in unison with her to their girl Simone. “SIMONE! WE’RE GOING TO LUNCH! MOVE YOUR ASS!” She laughed then and moved to turn her head as Simone called back out to them both. “Wait for me!”

LadyBelz: “Where to? My treat.” Pandora stated as the three women piled into Kali’s limo. “Chinese Buffet sounds good right now.”

CharlotteCarrendar: “All that working out and flirting takes a lot out of a girl.” Simone said, panting as she reached them on the curb. As for food. “I could do a china man.”

KristianTrevelynGrey: ~Kristian rode up to the gym after receiving a text from Kali that she was going to the gym, and he took the opportunity to grab her some Tea and lunch. As he parked in the lot, he more heard that saw the sirens that went off out the front, along with Kali and Pandora standing there talking, officers near them. Raising an eyebrow Kristian would look out his window but noticed Kali gathered into a limo with Simone and Pandora. He decided to follow them to wherever they were headed. ~

KalypsoGrey: Kali smiled at her girls and moved into the limo before the three of them drove off down the street towards the nearest Chinese buffet. “Yea, I’m hungry, let’s get out of here.”

LadyBelz: “Hey. Stop the limo.” Pandora called out. The limo screeched to a halt a few feet from the gym. “Isn’t there a restaurant on that yacht across the street? Let’s eat there.”

KalypsoGrey: The limo driver stopped the car and instantly she forgot about the yacht. “OH shit, that’s right…” And just as she turned her head to look, there it was as plain as day. “Alright, let’s get going.”

CharlotteCarrendar: -Simone got out of the limo and headed across the road, going up the jetty to the floating yacht restaurant. She’d been here before, just never straight after gym. Seeing the girls following, she made her way up the gangplank and nodded to the sailor at the top deck. “She’s paying.” Simone said, motioning back to Kali.

LadyBelz: “She is not! It’s my treat, you silly wench!” Pandora argued, following Simone to a prime table overlooking the ocean.

KalypsoGrey: Kali shook her head after telling Taylor to stand by and wait for them. He nodded and parked the car as the girls left and made her way aboard the yacht with the girls. “Hey hoes, calm down. I can pay for it.”

KristianTrevelynGrey: ~Kristian slowed down as the limo driver came to a halt, and he was about to yell at the driver, but instantly spotted the yacht that wasn’t far, and realized they must have been heading there… Kristin drove ahead and tried to reach the yacht before Kali and her friends, to surprise them with an extravagant lunch. He hopped out of the car and reached the plank to walk up onto the yacht, heading into the dining area before he heard a woman say “She’s paying, then another woman contemplating and arguing” Kristian smirked and knew exactly who that would be… and he also knew who would now be paying.

CharlotteCarrendar: -Simone flicked back her wayward ponytail and shrugged. “Okay, fine. She can pay for the next one.”

CharlotteCarrendar: -Just then, Pandora’s cell phone rings-

KalypsoGrey: Kali sighed and rose a brow at the sound of Pandora’s phone ring. “Well, get it.”

LadyBelz: Pandora had just sat down when a vibrating sound caught her attention. She had forgotten that she had silenced her phone. She quickly dug it out of her back, checking the caller ID before she would even answer it. It was a number she was unfamiliar with, but she answered it anyway, on the offchance it was Brock. She still hadn’t gotten his number yet. “Hello?”

CharlotteCarrendar: -It was Brock- “Hey…not interrupting you from anything. I…just wanted to hear your voice.” yeah it was corny, but did she have her speaker sound up for the girls to hear. “I felt like I ran off on you at breakfast..and wanted to say sorry.”

KristianTrevelynGrey: ~Kristian followed them as they sat down, and lucky for him it was a 4 seated table.~ “Well well, look at what we have here, the three musk…. No. We have Catwoman, WonderWoman, and Barbie.” ~Kristian smirked and sat down next to them, inbetween Simone and Kali. Leaning over he placed a kiss to Kali’s lips and smiled at them.~ “Here for lunch I suppose? Let’s not waste any time then… food is an important part of the day..” ~He waited for the menus to be brought over~

LadyBelz: Pandora got a silly grin on her face when she heard Brock’s voice. She was well aware that the girls would try to listen in to the call, but at that moment could have cared less. “No…just having lunch with the girls.” Kali’s husband arrived at that moment, “And Kali’s husband.” She blushed when he mentioned wanting to hear her voice. “No need to apologize for leaving this morning. We both had things to do. Um…are you coming over tonight?” she wondered.

CharlotteCarrendar: -Simone raised a brow when Kristian came along, naming the trio after superheros, and of course regarding Simone as Barbie. She was pretty sure that Kristian wasn’t too fond of Pan and her influence on his beloved Kali. In fact, she was sure of it. “Oh..Hi Ken, I mean Kristian.” Yes, she named him after a plastic male doll with no dick.

CharlotteCarrendar: -Brock breathed a sigh of relief that she was not upset about the fact he took off without doing the dishes, or eating with her. “Tonight?” The very idea of being near her again, after the morning in the kitchen got him excited at the thought of it. “Yeah, once I finish up at work, I can be over around seven.”

KalypsoGrey: Kali slowly began to lean back into her chair as she began to relax a bit, but evidentially, it was impossible to keep up with everything going on. But just then as Pan started chatting away her husband arrived and began to step forward, his words slipping out in a joke… or so she hoped. Before he then sat next to Pandora and her before then gracing his lips against Kali’s. The kiss was short and sweet, but it was enough to sustain Kali for the entire day. “Funny babe…” Her ears then suddenly perking at Pandora’s conversation and the mention of her new beau. “Oooo”

LadyBelz: Pandora’s grin was the stuff of legends and she had to strongly resist the urge to do the Touchdown Dance in the middle of the restaurant. She quickly composed herself. “Seven it is.” She smiled. She turned away from the other girls so that her part of the conversation was for Brock’s ears alone. “Miss you, babe.”

KristianTrevelynGrey: ~Kristian raised an eyebrow at Simone as he stared for a while~ “I’m suprised you almost forgot my name, although Ken is the number 1 leading hot male doll around the world, probably more famous than I.” ~He intended to shrug of her shrudness and looked at the menu as it was brought over. His eyes scanned each thing before he gave it back to the waiter~ ” We shall have finger sandwhiches, some ribs, chinese, sushi and… some mexican food.”

KristianTrevelynGrey: ~Kristian raised an eyebrow at Simone as he stared for a while~ “I’m surprised you almost forgot my name, although Ken is the number 1 leading hot male doll around the world, probably more famous than I.” ~He intended to shrug of her shrudness and looked at the menu as it was brought over. His eyes scanned each thing before he gave it back to the waiter~ ” We shall have fingersandwhiches, some ribs, chinese, sushi and… some mexican food.”

CharlotteCarrendar: -Brock’s voice was so smooth as he replied to Pandora’s “Miss you babe.” He was standing outside his CO’s office, and had other officers walking past, so he couldn’t say what he really wanted too. “I’ll see you then, love.” Then he hung up, walking down the hall of the command centre, a smug expression.

LadyBelz: Pandora hung up her phone, a grin on her face that was wiped clear the moment she heard Kristian ordering their food. She dropped her phone into her bag and looked at him. “Excuse me? I know you did NOT just order our food.”

CharlotteCarrendar: “And he called me Barbie.” Simone pouted.

KalypsoGrey: Kali raised a brow after picking up the end line of the phone’s conversation. “How cut–” But she was interrupted then by the now slowly irritated Pandora. “Yea… he did.” she sighed then before leaning back in her chair and pressing her finger against her husband’s chest. “Babe… let the girls order their own food and you can order mine.” She smiled and kissed his cheek as the waiter slowly began coming back for their food, her hand waved him off as if to let him know he wasn’t needed at the moment and the food could be sent back.

KristianTrevelynGrey: ~Kristian shrugged and looked around the room.~ “Well, miss Shimmy Shimmy lip gloss Barbie was porbably looking at her perfect features the the reflection of a spoon. I most always order food for my wife and I. You as well, Pandora… were on the line to what I assume to be someone you care deeply for, considering the blush hiding behind your cheeks and grin upon your face earlier as you hung up. I damn well did just order food for us.” ~He then looked to Kali as she pleaded with him for them to order their own food.~ “it’s done… You may order your own food if you insist, however I am sure the meal that will be provided will be to satisfaction.”

KalypsoGrey: She submitted to her husband then before turning her head from him in frustration, a low grumble escaping her lips. “Whatever…” She scowled. “Sorry girls…” It was clear now that Kali was upset, and she didn’t care for anything more at the moment. Nor did she feel the need to want to eat.

LadyBelz: Pandora bit her tongue on what she really wanted to say. It was a known fact to her that Kristian hated her and it was a sure bet that Pandora loathed him. By mutual agreement, they tried to be civil for Kali’s sake but there were days when Pandora just itched to burn every inch of hair off the man’s body…including his nose hairs. The way he treated his wife got on her last nerve, but for some reason, Kali loved the man. The urge to be insulting was on the tip of her tongue. Instead, she settled for a heated glare at her best friend’s husband and turned to look at the waiter. “I want spaghetti and meatballs, a side of clam chowder, a salad, ranch dressing and an iced tea.”

CharlotteCarrendar: -Simone’s bottom lip quivered and she rose to standing. “Excuse me. I’ll just take whatever comes.” That said, she went out the back of the boat to think.

CharlotteCarrendar: -Simone’s bottom lip quivered and she rose to standing. “Excuse me. I’ll just take whatever comes.” That said, she went out the back of the boat to think.

LadyBelz: “Now see what you did?” Pandora hissed, getting to her feet and going after Simone.

CharlotteCarrendar: -Reaching the back of the boat, she stood with her hands clasped to the rail, and stared out at the shoreline, as waiters were carrying plates of food to their table. She could hear Pandora coming and could only imagine what was going on at that table now.

KristianTrevelynGrey: ~Kristian just stood there and listened with that “MMhmm” Face as Pan ordered her own 10 course meal and watched as Simone looked as if she was about to burst into tears… and then heard Pandora yell at him~ “I did nothing.” ~He shrugged back, and then looked to Kali, who was set on ignoring him, and would probably refuse to eat lunch at all if he kept it up. In that moment he looked to her and rolled his eyes~ “Fine, but you and I.. are going to have ‘words’ later on this.. ” ~Kristian stood up and walked over to where Pandora was before he yelled towards her, trying to calm his rage, his palm slightly twitching.~ “Go and keepy my wife company, I will talk with her. ” ~He didn’t even wait for her reply, yet simply walked over to the rails where Simone seemed to be lost at sea, and waited for her to say something to him~

CharlotteCarrendar: – Simone could hear it, but hardly believe it. Why? Why was it everytime that Kristian showed up that the unity of the girls was split down the seams? She felt his presence and could smell his cologne as well. She tapped her foot twice, knowing it was going to be her doing the talking. “You might own Kali…hell, you got Pandora tied up by destroying the lease on her apartment..” *she then rounded on Kristian and said with a snarl. “But don’t think for a minute you can pull your dom crap on me. Take your lunch. And shove it up your ass.” With that said, she looked at the other girls with a dead pan expression, then marched off the boat, getting into a waiting cab and sped off for the top end of town.

KalypsoGrey: Kali raised a brow at her husband when he spoke about doing ‘nothing’. A small laugh escaped her when this was said and she could all but slap him right there and then, his own movements making him move from the table, turn to her and speak. “Fine, but you and I.. are going to have’words’ later on this..” She shook her head yet again at him and then waved the waiters in to bring the food before she then whispering to the waiters to bring her a selection of the food she liked. (c)

LadyBelz: Pandora was keeping an eye on both Simone and Kristian and saw when Simone turned toward the man, fury burning in her eyes. The restaurant went dead silent as Simone’s words laced the air before she stomped off the boat. Pandora smirked, mentally cheering Simone. “Take that, you smug sonofabitch.” Pandora grinned to herself. She tossed down her napkin and got to her feet. “I have class in an hour. I will see you later, Kali.” Glaring at Kristian, she grabbed her duffle bag and left the yacht. If he wanted to treat them so badly, he could pay for their uneaten lunch.

KalypsoGrey: Kali could instantly hear the bickering in the area Simone and her Husband were at and as she inched off her chair to hear the conversation more she saw Simone rushing off the boat after giving both her and Pandora a look that clearly said ‘I’m Done’. “Are you fucking serious?” She sighed and exclaimed wildly before then flipping the table over and kicking it against a random side of the boat. “Seriously?!” And it was then, just then she moved her way to the back of the boat where a now lone Kristian stood. ” You really need to control this whole dom thing you got going on. With me, that is fine. But when it comes to my friends, that is never alright. I hope I am making myself crystal clear Kristian! ” By this time, all eyes were on her and her husband when she’d approached him and Pan said goodbye to her. “Please, I don’t often ask for alot but please try and make nice with them… I just… honestly don’t know anymore…” She spoke of their marriage at this point and sighed before moving to exit the restaurant, her voice barely audible when she spoke then. “Just take me home Kristian…” (E)

 

Knock you out!

Tags

Comedy, Death Club, drama, fiction, fun, gym, Humor, music, role play., writing

CharlotteCarrendar

 

 

November 29, 2012 05:14PM

Roleplay Live : Group : The Death Club

Balls of Steel Gym

Knock you Out!

Players:

LadyBelz
RagingNEM
CharlotteCarrendar

LadyBelz: Even though she had kept up her regime of yoga while she was on vacation, she felt it was time for something a little extra. She had asked around and had gotten the information on the new place everyone seemed to enjoy going to, Balls of Steel Gym. So, grabbing her duffle bag, she tied it down to her cycle and roared off down the street, startling a group of pigeons that had been resting nearby. It wasn’t much longer she found herself in the parking lot of the building that had a pretty decent view of the water nearby. Sliding off her sunglasses and slipping them into the top of her jacket, she grabbed her duffle and headed inside. She instantly liked what she saw as she made her way to the reception desk.

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CharlotteCarrendar:- At the reception desk, Summer Childs was going through the latest membership forms, and then picking up the phone, which buzzed shrilly, over the din of the music and the grunts and groans of the weightlifters. The odd clink of barbells, the chatter of laughter from the aerobics squad, and of course, the dull shush sound, every time the doors to the gym slid open. Josh, the owner came out of his office, holding an email from a new client, then he nearly swallowed his gum when he saw who approached the desk. Smacking Summer’s rear, he then got her to look up from her lists to see the famous star of Death Club, enter the Balls of Steel gym, taking off her sunglasses. “Oh my god…its Mia!”- she squealed, and then got a round elbow from Josh, who tried to hide his delight. “Welcome to my Balls of Steel…gym. So wonderful of you to come. Please, would you like the tour, or I can have Summer show you to the locker rooms to get started on a healthy new you.” <3>

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LadyBelz: Staring at the two people who spoke to her, Mia could only shake her head. She was used to the shocked looks by this point and it always amused the hell out of her. She leaned against the counter, looking from Summer to Josh. “Well I’d like to think I’m pretty healthy already. I just want to keep myself toned. I don’t think Yoga is enough any more, so I came for that something extra.” she stated.

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Something extra? Josh was quick on the retort. “But of course, and may I say you do look amazing, for …what you must be all of twenty…did I say that…-cough- We have many, many wonderful services here. Allow me to introduce our swimming instructor and pool boy, Buck.”- Now Buck was an american who was a former Olympian diver and looked fabulous in a pair of speedos. He came through with his throng of bingo ladies, that included none other than Nanna Noonie. “Water aerobics in ten, ladies.”- the gaggle of elderly dittys in their faded floral swimmers, and sarongs, all giggled like school girls, while Nanna Noonie was taking up the rear, holding a basket of her muffins. “Buckz…Buckz…vait vor mez.”- She was wearing a bright orange flower skull cap and red flip flops. All the women looked like they could do with an iron. Seeing as Buck was up to his armpits in elderly ladies, Josh coughed and smirked saying “We offer pensioner discounts….here, let me show you to the locker rooms, then the gym is at your disposal.” <3>

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LadyBelz: For a woman just entering her 30’s, Mia took the compliment as it was meant and she gave Josh one of her slow sexy smiles. When Buck came through with an horde of women who looked as if they traded Viagra like Pokemon cards, she had to bite her tongue, especially when she spotted Inga’s grandmother among them. “Now that woman right there gives a whole new meaning to the term ‘Cougar Hunt’.” Mia chuckled, more to herself, but allowing anyone who had heard her to comment. “I think a tour would be best since this is my first time here and whatnot. Is this a 24-hour place or do you have certain hours you operate? And what kind of packages do you offer?”

 

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RagingNEM: -Danyael was off still near the pool his head turned side was watching the whole matter then shook his head he so hated overly displays of emotions let alone crowds, he looked at the Irish red haired Amazon next to him and then spoke again- ” I am still sorry about what happened please do accept my apology I didn’t mean to bump in to you, If anything allow me to make it up to you by buying you something to drink or eat dinner perhaps? -he would look at the woman and wait to she had time to think over what he was offering-

 

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CharlotteCarrendar:- Summer got off the phone and put away the membership cards, only to look at Josh, who was obviously trying to butter up the newest client. She chimed in. “We offer massages to our clients, who like to have all the tension worked out of their muscles. We have a sauna, which is great as well. Towels are provided, as well as water bottles.” -she nodded as she spoke, then handed Mia a colourful pamphlet, that when you unfolded it, showed a map of all the facilities. “I can take you around if you like?”- Summer offered, stepping out from behind the desk and showing off her nike sports pants, cropped Balls of steel tank top and nike cross trainers. “Would you like to see the weights section, or perhaps the treadmills. We have cable and 248 stations, so you can work out 24/7. Open all hours, for those on tight schedules. I am the night assistant, but doing the day shift for Amelia, who broke her leg in a tragic skiing accident in Switzerland. But enough about that, here, this is the peddle bikes and over there…*she points to the boxing room*…you want to relieve stress, take a turn at the punching bags. I find its good for the heart and mind.”- Just then the doors shushed open and a orange looking Kraus entered in his favourite torn sleeved superman tank with blue nike tight shorts, matching nike runners. Carrying his sports bag, he looked like he had been to this gym before. Coming in behind him was Inga, dressed in a snappy Hello Kitty Aerobics suit and holding her stomach. “I feel fatz…I dhink I ate too many strudels in Spain. I vant the machine that rolls out the fatz…where is Zummer?”- she whined. Yes…Inga and Kraus were back. :: By the pool, the water aerobics class was getting their sarongs off, much to other swimmers grief, and Maggie almost choked seeing Nanna Noonie do the big reveal when she dropped her towel. “Great gods and saints…I ain’t seen saggy tuts that bad since mah dog gave birth to it’s fourth litter. That is so wrong…oh…*she smiled back at Danyael and said.” I get over the tut bump…but you can buy me a coffee..and we can maybe do some yap. By the way, ever been to the DC?” <3>

 

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RagingNEM: -Danyael shuddered at the sight he was in agreement with Maggie on the saggy titties laughing at his self for thinking almost the same thing- ” Sure coffee is fine but i rather drink mountain dew never drank coffee in my life, unless you count banana nut capachinos ? and Yes I have been to DC on a few times why do you ask ? -he would say as he got up and waited for Maggie to lead the way to the coffee shop-

 

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LadyBelz: “Boxing…hmm…I think I might give that a try.” Mia answered, taking the pamphlet without really looking at it. She hated maps with a passion. She preferred just going where the wind takes her. Hearing the doors open, she looked up in time to see Klaus and Inga walk in the door, Inga complaining about food. She was surprised Klaus was still orange. “Hey Inga, how was Spain? By the way, you may want to do something about your grandmother…she looks like she’s about to make another conquest.” Mia smirked, pointing to the pool area. Statement made, she returned her attention to Summer. “What about a personal trainer? Is that offered here if I’d like to make use of one? Not that I’m saying I need one, but I would like to have that option.”

 

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CharlotteCarrendar:- The idea of something a bit more exotic, was all new to the likes of busker Maggie. Banana nut capachinos? Maggie grabbed her towel and offered her hand to Danyael, as they headed to the Balls of Steel Coffee shop. “I do a bit of work in the DC, twirling the bottles…making drinks. It’s a good job. Great tips.”- Over at the coffee shop, Neena, was serving up some fruit smoothies and then smiled, wiping the counter top. She was a brightly smiling girl, with a huge afro do, that was littered with butterfly clips. “Would you like a copy of our menu?” -she said, handing Danyael and Maggie the drinks sheet. :: Kraus was filling out forms on the desk for the Christmas give away, a new car, which was parked out the front, decked in a big red ribbon. Inga saw Mia first, and whipped off her “Hello Kitty” sunglasses. “Oh my godz…Miaz? Is dat you? I normally zee you vith less clothez on. Zpain was vonderful. I am de face of Oil of Ole'”- she would go to air kiss Mia, smelling of a strange musky scent. (ahahaha) Summer took the chance to get the personal trainer, a bold Australian chap by the name of Wayne. Now, Wayne, was a ginger, with freckles but biceps to die for. “G’day, ‘ow ya goin? Name’s Wayne. You’re a right sort, luv. Let’s get you to the Boxing area, and I strap you up.”- <3>

 

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RagingNEM: -Danyael would take Maggie’s hand to his surprise she had a firm grip something that he wasn’t used to from most women like her were all girly girlish and he hated that he wanted a woman that could pin his ass to the ground and make him beg her for more, he would look at the young girl and then over to Maggie.- ” Never know you might have served me a drink or two. ” -he would say as he over looked the menu seeing that they could make something he liked a banana and strawberry one.- ” I think i know what i am having what you having Maggie? ”

 

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LadyBelz: Air kissing with Inga was a lesson in patience, especially since the woman seemed to be walking around in a cloud of something that smelled like it came from the ass-end of a dead camel. Mia had to practically hold her breath around her. “That’s great, Inga, about the ad campaign. I know you’ll do it wonderfully. Hey Kraus!” she greeted the man as he was filling in some kind of paperwork. “Still orange, I see?” she chuckled at the man. At that moment, a huge Australian man-cake strolled up to them, introducing himself as Wayne. ‘This must be the personal trainer.’ Mia thought to herself as she grabbed her bag. “See you guys later.” she said to Inga and Kraus, following Wayne to the boxing area. She dropped her duffle against the wall so it wouldn’t be in anyone’s way.

 

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Neena continued to smile brightly, then went and put away some more slabs of cake, which was funny to see in a gym, but apparently the ladies of the aqua aerobics class, just loved lashings of creamy cake after their session with Buck. You could hear the chorus of old ladies, splashing about in the pool to the tune of Donna Summer’s Hot stuff, with Buck standing on the water’s edge doing movements, that had his muscles rippling. Nanna Noonie could be seen in a special floating device, right under Buck, and looking up with saucer shaped eyes. You had to hand it to Noonie, when she wanted a man, she wanted front row. ~splash Splash splash~ :: Seems Maggie had served Danyael a drink or two over at the DC and she punched his arm – “Hard to tell, ya fook. All the men I see at that place have either had a good hammer, or about to. Walking stiffs. Any ways, drinks. I think I try that…thung you said. Two banana nut capachinos, please?” Neena saluted and started making the drinks right away, and Maggie turned to face Danyael front on. “So what be ya story, Danyael? How you end up ‘ere in Prague?” :: In the gym area, where the boxing equipment was, Wayne was taking out the strapping and reached for Mia’s arms. “Right, you gotta have your hands tight in the straps before you put on the gloves, Luv. Okay. Now, once you got these red gloves on. I am going to take you over to the punching bag…and you..Yes you, are going to hit that thing, like its…I…I dunno, your ex boyfriend. Okay?”- he goes to hold the bag, ready to see how well Mia can punch. :: Kraus wandered on past Mia and her trainer, singing out. “Hey Mia…yeah, still having trouble with the fake tan…I am considering bleaching.” <3>

 

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LadyBelz: Mia slammed her fists together and approached the bag, seeing the face of Yuri in front of her. She attacked the bag like a woman possessed, punching high and low, aiming for the points where she thought his face and dick were. Yuri’s face morphed into Andrei’s and she felt the rage take hold. Her focus was single-minded, her hits fierce in their intensity. When Andrei’s face morphed into Stefan’s, she executed a spin kick that would make Jean-Claude Van Damme look like a kitten, almost knocking Wayne off his feet. She even growled as she did so. One of her punches missed the bag, aiming straight for Wayne’s face…

 

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RagingNEM: -Danyael payed little attention this time to the hit on his arm- ” Well i am on vacation and hadn’t been in a gym since I was a teenager playing well american football after that it was the marine core that kept me active, but i did my time left and well new job also kept me active but now with this rather ordered vacation by my new bosses I figured I would see the world was tossing a dart at the giant map of the world and this is where it hit, I saw the gym and figured this was a place I would like and boy I wasn’t wrong I mean your one of the most how do I Amazonian women I meet since i left the core back in o six and out spoken which honestly I know you heard this shit before but fuck it, sexy as hell -he would place his shirt back on thinking it best to cover up his scars didn’t want to raise any more undo attention- ” What’s your story ? ” -he would look at her then asked- ” I bet not many men are have balls enough to walk up to you let alone offer to buy you a drink ? ”

 

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Damn, this girl was a demon on two legs. Most ladies, do light punches, or that is what normally happens in the boxing area. But Wayne must have said the trigger word. “Ex” It was like Mia had become possessed. She was hitting that bag so hard, it was making Wayne make some odd grunts, trying to hold it steady for the hell cat in Nike. But it was the spin kick, that had her shoe, connect with his nose. Poor bloke, went down like a sack of grain falling off the back of a road train. All the other people in the boxing area stopped what they were doing, as the trainer was out cold, with a blood nose. :: Neena had finished preparing the drinks, and placed it in front of them, swiping Maggie’s membership card, to add the cost of the drinks to it. Maggie was fascinated by Danyael’s story thus far, and went to blow the steam rising off her cup as she picked it up. Chuckling at how Danyael described the women there, she thought he was someone she wanted to get to know better. But now he wanted her story. “Me? I came to Prague…by..err..well, I fell for a right git…who ended up leaving me at some hotel…bill, the lot. Stranded. Then I got a job at the DC. I am a musician. I sing.” <3>

 

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RagingNEM: -he would nod taken a sip from the hor drink letting it glide over his tongue- ” well I hope that you beat his brains in when you say him, why did you stop i am sure that the ” Firey Red Haired goddess ” isn’t afraid to tell her story to my short ass I am as about as mean as a kitten, yet the scars i am sure fool you, I for a time did things that honestly most people would look down on, like killing and making sure that women like you were ummm protected guess you could say now i am in the business of making sure people don’t do things that they aren’t to be doing. ” -he again would take another sip of his drink and look in to the tall Amazonian’s green eyes getting some what lost in them.-

 

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LadyBelz: All action stopped as Wayne hit the floor, out cold, nose bloody. Mia stood over him, chest heaving, sweat pouring down her body as she stared at the man, a strange glint in her eye. She ripped off her gear, dropping it on the man’s chest. “Not so tough now, are you?” she smirked. Oblivious to the fact that everyone was now staring at the 5’7″ Amazonian hellcat in shocked silence, she grabbed her bag and calmly walked to the treadmills. She slipped on her ipod, set her speed and distance on one of the machines and began a moderately-paced run. The other patrons looked from Wayne to Mia then back to wayne. “Anyone going to help him?” someone suggested. Nobody moved.

 

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CharlotteCarrendar: – The dull thuds as the boxing gloves landed or should I say bounced off the fallen trainer, was about the only sound heard in the entire gym, apart from a splashing Nanna Noonie, who was oogling Buck’s package by the pool. Damn those speedos don’t hide much. Summer came running into the boxing area and took one look at the fallen Wayne and then stared at Mia, who was walking off to the treadmills, her ipod on and not a care in the world. “Oh….oh my.” she said in a squeak, and everyone else in the gym, suddenly gave Mia a lot of room. Two body builders helped Wayne to the sick bay, while Inga was skipping out of the locker room, in her all too tight Hello Kitty aerobic fit. “KRAUS..come help me vith dhe dumb bellz!” – :: At the coffee shop, Maggie is chuckling at why she didn’t beat the guy’s brains out, and Maggie shrugged lightly. “I was backing singer. And his go to girl, I was such a dumb feek. Deserved it..huh?” -she admired Danyael for his candour, and asked. “I don’t mean to stare…call me a perv, but…the scars…you do street fighting?” <3>

 

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LadyBelz: Mia, lost in her own thoughts, continued her exercises on her own. She needed some ideas on what to do about Andrei and Steven respectively. She valued her privacy and her life too much to let any man have control of her like Yuri had. Andrei was becoming a nuisance…while Steven was just a bald-faced liar, which she did not tolerate in any capacity. She cranked up the speed on her machine until she was running at a slight jog, her thoughts racing along with her. Out of the corner of her eye, a flash of bright pink caught her attention and she turned to see Inga and Kraus by the dumbbells  Mia shook her head, wishing she had kept her sunglasses on. Between Inga’s bright pink outfit and Klaus’s citrus skin, Mia felt like she was going blind.

 

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RagingNEM: -Danyael laughed- Your not a perv they are hazards of my job, the whole body is covered front and back and head to toe, and nope no one deserves to get hurt trust me when i was younger i got picked on alot, until i joined foot ball and well pretty much that stopped yet well it still happened and well when i came back from boot camp those that bullied me well they ended up like that poor pussy over there I don’t like bullies you could say and those that get picked on i tend to well pick back for them, then with this new job i am what how you could say this I am the person they call when your ass is so far deep in shit that you become shit itself he laughed knowing it was one of his more colourful catch phrases. But if i ever meet this guy friend of yours and your with me by all means could i have the pleasure of you beating his brains out ? and if he tries to hit you well lets walk over to the boxing area we’ll just have to step over the floor mat’s since Summer doesn’t know how to clean them up it looks like. ”

 

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Outside the club, a black porche pulls up out in the car park, Opening the door, a brunette woman, wearing black ray bans and sporting a black nike tracksuit, tightly fitting and snug around her ass. She slammed the door of her car and pressed the lock. Smirking as she looked up at the massive billboard, that said “Nothing harder than Balls of Steel” – she took off her sunglasses, and strutted around to her boot, taking the sports bag out and shutting the lid down hard. Ayalah headed for the front doors, which opened with a slight hiss, and she immediately spotted those in the gym, that she had seen in her portfolios. Pursing her lips, tight like a cat’s anus, she strode on over to Josh, who was on the phone to the paramedics for Wayne the trainer. Placing her bag on the floor, Ayalah toyed with the bell, as Josh held up a finger and continued on the phone. “Yes…Prague University….can you send a team round. Got a trainer with a broken nose. Yup…Yup…see you soon.” he hung up the phone and placed a hand over the bell. “Yes Miss, can I help you?”- Ayalah tilted her head and showed her brightest smile, speaking in her rich Israeli accent. “I am…Mrs Flintstone…I believe you were expecting me.”- Josh broke out a huge grin, and showed her to his inner office. :: Over at the dumbbells  Inga was picking up the smallest ones and commenting on them to Kraus. “I am so good…I do ten of these and….Oooo coffee shop has cake!”- :: At the coffee shop, Maggie was learning of Danyael’s past and all those scars. Course they were now joking about Summer, who was doing her darnedest to keep people away from Mia. “Free massages….anyone?” <3>

 

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RagingNEM: -danyael would get a ring on his cell he looked at the number it was his job- Maggie please excuse me i have to take this call its important ” -he would say as he walked out side talking to who ever it was on the other end/-

 

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LadyBelz: Exhausted, sore and in a better mood than she’d been in for days, Mia stepped off the treadmill, mopping up the sweat with a towel. She had decided on a course of action with the two men in her life and needed to get home to fulfill her plans. She tossed the towel into the bin reserved for them, grabbed up her bag and headed for the exit. As she passed Summer and Joel, she tossed a comment their way. “Nice place. Expect to see me again. Sorry about Wayne, though. I’ll make it up to him sometime.” And then she was out the door and gone.

 

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CharlotteCarrendar:- Standing with Josh about to go into his office, the Israeli agent watched silently as Mia emerged from the gym and was making her way to the exit. The look on the Israeli’s face was one of amusement, on seeing the hot and blushing Mia take her leave, throwing a comment at the owner and his assistant. “Nice place. Expect to see me again. Sorry about Wayne, though. I’ll make it up to him sometime.” The doors would shush open then closed and Ayalah walked over towards the glass window, watching Mia heading for her car. “I’m sure you will.”- she said under her breath, then rounded and made a beeline for the office with Joel. “Now, about that membership. I want gold class. I want access to everything. And I mean…*she looks at the camera and winks*…everything.” -camera fades to black. <3>

Dick Swinging.

Tags

Balls of Steel Gym, boxing, Comedy, drama, fiction, fun, gym, Humor, music, role play., The Death Club, writing

CharlotteCarrendar

November 23, 2012 07:37PM

Roleplay Live : Group : The Death Club

Balls of Steel Gym

Dick Swinging.

Players:
Tikool
RagingNEM
CharlotteCarrendar

CharlotteCarrendar: – Summer, was ever obliging, but also was shocked to see the man offer her one hundred euros to fetch Maggie, and ask her to go meet with the man who bumped her left breast. “Certainly Sir, just be a moment, and I go get her for you.”- Tucking the hundred euros inside her uniform pocket, and hoping to hell Josh the Owner didn’t see, she headed back out of the pool area, and walked smack bang into Maggie, who was still wearing her bikini. “Oomph!”- A second bump to the boobs. “Is this some sorta new trend. Smack the irish lassy in the tits?” The statuesque red head said with something of a dark expression. “You see the feek that whacked mah tit?” – Summer nodded brightly and the pointed back into the pool area, where he had been handed back his belongings. “Just that way, and I think he wants a word, Miss.”- Maggie looked past him, and smacked her lips together. “He got a death wish?” Summer gasped and tried to explain. “It all got a bit hectic here, with the muscle men doing their dare over by the weights. I can hear them still cheering. Please go see this man, I am sure he is really nice.”- Summer showed the reason she is called Summer. Beaming a wide smile, that would light up the city of Prague itself. Maggie finally relented, and thanked Summer, before padding over towards Danyael. Coming up alongside him she said. “You wanted to see meh?” :: Meanwhile, the crowd was dispersing near the weight secion, as Mark was hooting and screaming with joy that he won the contest. The two girls who were to be the prize, looked physically sick. Josh, lost his bet to Nikolas, who was counting the euros. “You had to be there, Bro…I had inside info. Heh…nice doing business with you.”- Nikolas slapped Josh’s back, and Josh, well he stormed back to his office in a huff. <3>

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RagingNEM: -he nodded  ” Yes Ma’am I wanted to first ask that you forgive my rather ungentlemenly way of bumping in to you, I didnt mean to hit your breast that was a mistake and those two stupid guys and women were to me a lack of what you would say human beings and their displays of “my dick is bigger than yours”, had placed me in a some what grumpy mood, and I didnt get a chance to ask you to forgive me, plus i hope if you over heard my words didnt take affence to them cause after all your more of a man than both of them. I just hope that we can look past this rather unconventional way of meeting i would have liked to meet you in a better way” -looks away seeing that she was beautiful muscled and yes green eyes, great he was already trying to slow his heart rate. He would take a breath and would wait for her to sit beside him and allow him to further get her to forgive him plus he would try to hide some of his scars, after all what woman would want to see a man covered in them to him they were signs of pride and honor and each told a story as did the ones on his face. he would place his long blonde hair over his right shoulder he would pop his neck waiting to see what happened  then it hit him her voice was irish what was this gods way of punishing him red hair green eyes and irish now he knew he was being punked some how if he saw Ashton he’d break his back and send his punk’d ass back to two and a half men-

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Tikool: The crowd started to leave returning the gym back to the peaceful place it was before, Terrell smiling as he watched the girls hang their heads low as Mark wrapped his arms around the two. Handing Nikolas about 100 bucks he looks just a tad serious. “ Give this to your friend, From how he was looking I think he lost the bet. Don’t feel right watching a cool guy like that lose. “ Terrell would’ve given the money to who ever lost between the two of them, after all he was planning on winning until details came out. Terrell phone rings and answering it Terrell does a face. “ Hey let me call you back, currently at the gym. “ After a nod he hangs up the phone and goes to sit down. “ I never caught your name, and is that woman your girl man? If so NICE. “ The man from earlier walks up to Terrell and pats his back “ Good thinking switching the game on like that. It’s nice to see people with a good eye for some randomness now days.” He walks off throwing a peace sign as he leaves the gym

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.CharlotteCarrendar: – Maggie listened to what Danyael had to say. A man asking to be forgiven for a boob whack? That was something new, even for the Irish bar maid, now Model. Her right eyebrow arched up, when he mentioned the line “my dick is bigger than yours”. She could not help but glance back over her shoulder, to where the crowds was dispersing, with some happy and unhappy looking people. “Aye, see my flat mate actually got a few euros for all that trouble there. I tell ya. Don’t be understandin’ the foss ova…”I can swing a dumbell ‘igher than you.” Maggie shrugged her shoulders, then said what she thought on it. “Best way to tell if a man got the goods, is a right good fook. But half I are like…in..out…GONE. *course she was describing how one night standers fair*…Eh…I do appreciate ya apology though….nice of ya. Name’s Maggie…Maggie Malone. *she offered her hand to shake, a formal way of greeting, but at least she wasn’t biting his head off. :: Nikolas was still chuckling, about to stuff his winnings in his pocket, when Terrell came up alongside him “ I never caught your name, and is that woman your girl man? If so NICE. “ Nikolas handed over half the winnings, twenty five euros and said. “I’m Nik…good to see ya win like that. I mean, heh, I knew those girls would make a shit date. Heh, I think the looks on their faces was worth it.”- Smiling broadly, he looked back over at Maggie, who was talking to some blonde haired man by the pool. “Ah…Red. That is Maggie. Fine girl, wish she was mine. I have plans but. She keeps stealing my underwear.” Maggie was about to sit down, when Danyael got a call on his cell. She bit her lip and turned around, only to find when she turned back, he was apologizing and saying he had to go, after having an argument on the phone. Maggie was left standing there, and simply waved weakily. “Er…bai.” <3>

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Tikool: Terrell was shocked he was he was handed any money and gave it back. “ I did it for the laughs man. No need. I got quite a bit from what you could call my agent or sorts. And did you just say she keeps stealing your underwear? I would like to know how that works? If it even works, and if you purposely let that happen for some laughs or stories yourself. “ The lady who talked to Terrell before at the counter ran up to him handing a piece of paper. It was his membership he signed up for. “ Here you go Mr. Williams. We’re doing good today, two new memberships and both are a year programs. And I see you’ve already made yourself welcome enough to the events and things. Would you need anything else? “ Terrell shrugs “ Nah, not at the moment… well there is one thing. What is that ball made of? The one in the pool? “ Yes his head wasn’t hurting but he still wanted to know what it was made of. After all.. it DID hurt when it hit.

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Nikolas took the euros back with a light shrug. “Suit ya self. I was entertained, and I made a bit of money on the side. Better than the races. Ha.”- Nikolas was in a pretty good mood, and it got even better when Maggie came back over from the pool area. “Well, what is it with fooks that wanna chat and then do the bolt?” – Maggie seemed to be a bit miffed about her brief encounter with the Boob Whacker. Nikolas didn’t seem bothered, but was more than happy to introduce her to Terrell. “And this lovely lady is Miss Maggie Malone, the Divine Miss M.” Maggie gave his arm a good punch, then smirked at Terrell, who was a wee bit shorter than her. “You the feek that got whacked with the ball? How did that turn into a dick swinging parade?”- Maggie was not one to be shy, or a wall flower. She called it as she saw it. “AND YOU…betting no less in a gym. I am surprised you didn’t get turfed on ya ear, ya great jessy.” Seems Maggie wasn’t letting him off the hook. Nikolas pouted and pointed to Terrell. “I offered him half.”- <3>

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Tikool: Terrell laughed at Nik’s comment, it was like watching a couple play fighting. “ Hey man, I’m the victim like you are, but we both know there are NO victims when it comes to hot women. “ Terrell turned around just for a second to hear the answer to his question and looked a bit shocked at the answer from the counter lady. “ If I remember correctly, it’s about 25 pounds.” The lady laughed at Terrell’s face as his jaw drops and walks away. “ If you need anything lets me or the rest of the staff know.” Terrell turns back around facing Maggie and laughs, reacting to her question You the feek that got whacked with the ball? How did that turn into a dick swinging parade?”- Terrell shrugs “ I don’t know, I was minding my own when after I got hit they offered a challenge. I don’t normally take part in those kinds of events. It’s why I lost on purpose, they may have won but in the end they lose big time. And I get to laugh at the results.” Terrell says this in a teenager like matter enjoying not being hit with a ball, or randomly yelled at by random people trying to prove a point.

 

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Nikolas took out the euros and then offered them to Maggie. “Here, you take it, if you think I was sinning. Maybe you could use it to buy yourself some men’s boxers, so you will stop stealing mine.”- This brought out the rosey cheeks in the Irish lass. Snatching the euros and stuffing them into her bikini top. “Ya big mouth…..I didn’t do Naaaaatin!” She said out loud, like a goose honking in the fog. Grimacing, she stole a glance at Terrell and said. “Does a muppet wear red heart boxers, like this feek?”- she said, jerking her thumb back at Nikolas. “They looked savage on meh.”- Well, truth be told they did look rather good on her, but Nikolas was not one to spoil the moment, as she wailed on him. “Jaysus You’re as useful, as an ashtray on a Honda 50.” Nikolas roared with laughter, as she continued to dig herself into a hole, and he loved every minute of it. “Ah Maggie, they broke the mold with you.” Folding her arms she grumbled, moaning. “If you had two brains, you would be twice as stupid.” <3>

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Tikool: Terrell didn’t know how to answer the question, he was lost but watching them was entertaining to say the least. “ I wouldn’t know in honest truth. So I’m gonna plea the 5th on that one and just smile “ Smiling he shrugs and breaks up the playful banter and to speak .” So what’s going down with you guys Visiting too? I am anyway. Getting away from the drama of the homefront and whatnot. It is nice to not worry about being shot or blown up randomly. “ Terrell Maggie and Nikolas were handed waters by one of the staff as Terrell waits and looks for a reaction. “ If he had two brains I’m taking him to a game show. You know how much money we could win, we’ll never get a question wrong. “

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Right on cue, Josh decides to do his rounds, and sees his staff handing out the water bottles. He struts over, and then offers all his brightest, broadest smile. “Sooo enjoying the facilities?” Josh beamed, hearing the rise of happy voices, well, all except Maggie, who was berating Nikolas. Nikolas is the first to respond, and gives Maggie a playful shove. “Ah, you know I have a brain, I just…fail to use it to its potential. Besides, it makes you feel more important, and I call that a win.”- Taking a sip from his water bottle, he then let out a loud burp. Going back to more normal conversation, he says to Terrell. “Both me and Mags here work at the Death Club nightspot, but this is the hang out between gigs. Gotta keep it real. I like to work out my stress. Maggie here is checking out the beef.”- Grinning again, he watched Maggie’s cheeks turn as red as her hair. For once, she actually shut up. Summer approached, and saw her boss had joined in and wondered if her taking the bribe from Danyael had been picked up. “Mr Cardwell, call on line two. New membership has some questions, and I am having trouble understanding her. Hebrew or something.”- Josh frowns, then bids everyone a good day and returns to his office to take the call. <3>

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Tikool: The Deathclub rung a bell to Terrell, thinking back to earlier that day in JL’s office he seen that name on the list he was given. So goofing off pays off every now and then, would’ve thought. “ Deathblub eh? Funny that should be mentioned. I got a list of places I should go see and that is one of them. And Maggie, you’re lucky. You missed the biggest beef ever walking out the door. The way he was acting he might’ve tried to put moves on you. Tho I get the feeling you would’ve punched him good if he did. WHICH would’ve been worth it. “

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Josh goes into his office and picks up the phone. “Balls of Steel Gym, this is Josh Cardwell speaking. How can I help you?” Some where in sunny Spain, a woman is standing on her balcony. Next to her, a glass outdoor table with a file, that is opened out and photographs, with information portfolios are spread out. The woman with brunette hair, picks up one of the photographs and then smiles as she says. “Ah, this is…Mrs Flintsone. I am after …err membership to your gym. Can you…make an appointment for me, I will be back in the country next week, and I hear you look after …the very best clients, with the utmost discretion.”- The woman had an Israeli accent, and was thumbing the photograph, as she waited for a response. “But of course, Mrs Flintstone. Shall we say….next Thursday around eleven am?” The woman chuckled softly and then mused. “So kind of you to slip me in to your tight schedule. I be there. Oh and….thank you again, you have no idea what this means.” The woman pressed on her screen and ended the call, then looked down at the picture in her hand. -speaks in Hebrew- (translation: “Back to work”) <3>

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Take my breath away.

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Re: Agent Ayalah Romach – Israeli Assassin for hire

January 12, 2013 11:49PM

Role Play Group : The Death ClubAgent Ayalah Romach – Israeli Assassin for hire

Writer – CharlotteCarrendar

Take my breath away

7:30pm – Josh had combed the streets, been to many a bar, cafe, restaurant, any place that his darling Ayalah might be. Stray ginger hairs sat on his shoulders, as he had been pulling them, in frustration, not being able to locate the Israeli temptress. “Where can she be?” The voice in his head screaming. Panicking, like a druggie, needing to score, he wanted her, flashes of images of her on his lap top, moments of madness when he brutally took her in that apartment….that was an empty shell now. Scrubbed clean of him, and of her. That wondrous night, was now just a fantasy. His BMW’s tyres screamed as he took off into the traffic from yet another failed stop. Women; beautiful women everywhere, but there was no Ayalah. She had managed to bewitch him in a way that no other woman ever had or could. ~“Oh yes..” she said. She promised. She promised herself to me~ he was now thinking out loud.

Pulling up at the lights, his cellphone started to ring. Maybe this was her! Quickly, Josh turned on the loudspeaker, hoping it was that enchanting voice. “Baby….where the fuck are you? I want you to meet me at the gym…I am going to fuck…” –but he stopped mid sentence, as a different woman’s voice started to speak. One, that had been crying for hours. The voice was hoarse, and barely recognisable. “You!…Son of a bitch! I know what you did. You CHEATER! All your things are out in the driveway and front yard. I never want to see you…or your whores…EVER AGAIN! You are finished. My father..He is going to change the managing rights tomorrow. Get your things out of the office…and go be with your…WHORE!”- The phone went dead, as Josh stared straight ahead, his fingers gripped tightly around the steering wheel. The lights changed to green, but his car failed to move. Behind him, other cars were honking their horns and the drivers were shouting obscenities, but Josh could no longer hear them.

8:00pm – Balls of Steel Gym was in its final hour of opening. The clang of metal bar bells, the grunts of the weight lifters, the heavy thud thud thud from the aerobic class, all music to the ears of Summer Childs, who was at the reception with a very good looking Russian body builder. Vlad was new and signing in registration forms, all the while, chatting up the pretty receptionist. Summer was blushing fiercely, as the body builder reached out and tweaked her cheek, like she was some playful puppy.

“I am notz gud vith dhe English…you very prettyz. He He He”

Summer erupted in a fit of giggles, and went back to help him with his form, as the doors to the gym opened, and an erratic looking Josh stormed in, not even speaking to Summer, who raised her pen, but then jumped as Josh marched into his office and slammed the door. Unbeknownst to Summer, he locked it on entry. The Russian raised an eyebrow, and jerked his thumb towards the office door.

“”E lookz bad moodz, yah? Alvayz dis vay?” Vlad enquired, as the receptionist looked visibly upset. She truly didn’t know what had gotten into him. “I don’t know, normally he is a fun loving guy, always smiling. This is not normal for him. Maybe I should check on him.” She suggested, but the Body builder smiled and placed his hand over hers and stared straight into her eyes. “Butz…can you ‘elp me virst? I notz gut vith dhe English.” Summer relented, and then went right on back to helping him with his form, as the body builder smirked.

8: 25pm – Summer was now showing Vlad around the gym floor, the weights room, the showers and locker rooms, as Vlad walked along behind her, nodding as she spoke, and looking genuinely interested in the set up. “Very..Nice.” He said, over and over. Summer took the time to introduce him to other staff, and of course, some of the clients, who were at awe with the Russian’s physique. He was like a golden Greek god. Some of aerobic class girls came out and spotted Vlad, who was looking very smug, standing with Summer. “WOOOOO!!” a girl cried out, checking him out. “Take it off!”- yelled another, and Vlad nodded, removing his shirt, to show off his rippling abs. Summer, nearly dies of embarrassment.

One of the other staff members, took out her cell phone, and asked Summer and Vlad to stand together for a picture, cause it was not every day they had a famous Russian weightlifter in their midst. Summer certainly looked like she was radiating heat, and tried to smile, though she was still worried about her boss, who had not come out of his office. Maybe he was doing paperwork or rosters. She decided she would check on him soon, but then Vlad put his arm around her and made a silly grin at the girl holding the cell phone. “MONKEYZ UNDIEZ!” The floor erupted in laughter, and everyone in the gym was having a good night….all except one.

In the office, Josh had been pacing back and forth. Everything in his world was crashing down around him. His wife, somehow knew of his affair. But how could she? He had not seen her since he left for work this morning. Ayalah was missing. His beautiful , Ayalah. Josh stared up at the many pictures of awards for business, his famous celebrities, the women, the beautiful women that he had been spying on, day after day. His obsession with voyeurism had brought him to find the perfect woman in his eyes. Ayalah. Oh that voice, that body that never quit. But now, he had to pack up his things. A box was out, with his trophies, his files. A half assed attempt, to clean out his desk. But when he sat down to his lap top, there she was. He now felt he had nothing left to lose. Slowly he unthreaded his belt from the loops of his pants, and whipped it off, caressing the smooth leather. He set the recorder on his laptop media player to repeat the shower scene, where Ayalah has used a bottle. This was how he wanted to remember her. Slowly, he threaded the belt around his neck, and then placed the buckle of the belt on the window latch behind him. He undid his trousers, and let out his engorged member, that craved air. The belt was pulled taught around his neck, and then he pressed play on his favourite song, whilst he stroked himself, watching her with tears in his eyes.

Josh started to sing along, the belt tightening around his neck, as he was losing oxygen. The image on his lap top screen, was Ayalah with the shampoo bottle, making those sounds…sounds he would never hear again.

“How you turned my world, you precious thing
You starve and near exhaust me
Everything I’ve done, I’ve done for you
I move the stars for no one
You’ve run so long
You’ve run so far
Your eyes can be so cruel
Just as I can be so cruel
Though I do believe in you
Yes I do
Live without the sunlight
Love without your heartbeat
I, I can’t live within you
I can’t live within you
-Josh takes his final breath, as he climaxes, his eyes closing-
I, I can’t live within……….. you”

9:00pm – The patrons of the Balls of Steel gym are now streaming out of the foyer, many waving to Vlad, who seems to be staying behind with Summer. Summer tidied up the front desk, and had money for the safe, which was in Josh’s office. Vlad coughed and then said, as though nervous. “I vould…er..likez do valk you do yourz carz?” Summer gave a half smile, as she held the takings bag and made her way to Josh’s door. “I be right out.” She then placed her hand on the door knob and tried to turn it, but it was locked. She struggled with it for a moment, then brought her head up and banged on the door. “Josh…Josh? Please, open the door, I have to put the takings in the safe.” Vlad tilted his head watching, but still having something of an evil grin, before Summer turned back to him, and he looked bewildered. “Zomething rongz?” He asked, pretending to be concerned. Summer started to pound on the door. “JOSH…open the door. JOSH?!” There would continue to be no sound coming from inside the office. Hearing Summer panic, Vlad came over and gently moved her aside with his large hand. He took the door handle and shook it. It was definately locked. “Dhiz iz notz gut.” Summer was tearful and begged Vlad to smash down the door. Vlad nodded with a stern expression and asked her to step back. Vlad then went back three steps and charged the door full on, the door breaking off its hinges and falling onto the ground inside the office. Vlad was the first to go in, and sure enough, there was Josh, seated at his desk. “Oooo shitz.” He said, as Summer came in after him and screamed. “NOOOOOOOOOOO!” Vlad took up Summer in his arms and held her as she sobbed and blubbered incoherently.

Vlad patted her and tried to console her, but knew that he had work to do. He held her back, gripping her shoulders, and kept her from looking at the body. “Goez…call dhe policez! Okayz?” Summer nodded and skittered out of the office, as Vlad watched for a clear moment alone, then hurried around the desk, to look at the lap top monitor. Sure enough, it was the footage of Ayalah. Vlad took out his weight lifting gloves and placed them on, before changing the video, over to the one of Mia, and pressed repeat, then looked down at Josh’s corpse. “Tsk TskTsk…you zilly man.”

Summer came back in the office and had tears rolling down her cheeks. “He’s dead…isn’t he?” She could see the belt tied tightly around his neck, the blue of his lips, the bulging of his eyes. Vlad took another look at Josh and said simply. “Yah.” Summer came around the desk and looked at the lap top screen and gasped as he saw what Josh must have been watching while he killed himself. “Mia?” she uttered, flabbergasted, that there was a film of Mia washing herself in the showers. It then dawned on Summer, that that was the showers at the Gym! Summer nearly choked on her own spit, and had to look away, as the smell from Josh and the footage, made her vomit all over the carpet. BLEARGH!!! Vlad wrinkled up his nose, but went over to hold her hair and tried to pat her back gently, though not liking this part of the operation at all.

9:30pm – The carpark of the Balls of Steel gym, was now full of police cars, ambulance, and the Forensics, who were now all scouring the gym for evidence and the body of Josh was being wheeled out in a body bag. Summer was strapped to a guernsey and being taken to an ambulance, having trouble breathing, whilst Vlad had given a full statement to the police investigators. As the doors to the gym were sealed with yellow tape, Vlad was given the all clear to go home and he thanked the officers with big handshakes. “I goez do dhe hospitalz vor Summer….zhe needz a friend.”- The policemen agreed and let him go, and when Vlad got into his car, he quickly got on the phone.

(?)“Yez…vhat is it, Vlad?”
“E is dead. Zuicide, and the police now have the lap topz”
(?)”Very gut….and did they zee the vootage?”
Vlad grinned and nodded, saying simply “Oh yah…dhey did.”
(?)”EXCELLENT!”

Vlad then hung up and sped off into the night, as the sirens wailed and the flashing lights continued to light the night sky.

At the penthouse, Ayalah had been listening to the intercom, with Vlad giving an account of what went down at the Gym. She was playing with ball, as she was dressed in a seductive lace cat suit, grinning like she just ate the canary.
(?)”Josh is dead.” –the well dressed Russian said, taking out a cigar and lighting it, as he watched Ayalah tossing the brightly coloured ball. She was acting like a kitten, a sex kitten, not having a care in the world. Tilting her head towards her employer, she said smugly.

“I did say…another would be added to the death tally. Ah well, guess I need to find a new gym.”

The Russian switched on his lap top and then eased back in his leather recliner, staring at the many shots of Mia in the gym. He stubbed out his cigar and started to laugh.

(?)”I ‘ave youz now!”

Under-cover Lover.

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January 05, 2013 11:01PM

Roleplay : Group : Death Club

Agent Ayalah Romach – Israeli Assassin for Hire

Under- cover Lover

Writer – CharlotteCarrendar

-It had been three weeks, since Ayalah had joined the Balls of Steel gym, where many of the Death Club workers and bar staff actually went to work off the stress, and to tone up their bodies. Josh Cardwell had been ecstatic to have the likes of Inga Snoggleblom and Mercedes “Mia” De Luca as VIP members. Course, he bragged about it every chance he had, and especially to other lesser known members, such as Ayalah, or Mrs Flintstone, as she liked to be called. Each day, Ayalah turned up without fail, insisting that Josh himself, train her with weights and go through her fitness regime. Now, Josh was not one to be shy around beautiful women, as it was well known, and with Ayalah practically oozing sexuality and getting close to Josh as she worked out, he would find himself lusting after her. Even keeping tabs on the monitors in his office, just to see her turn up in the car park. Josh would often emerge from his office, already sporting a tell tale bulge, which Ayalah didn’t ignore, in fact, she would make sure that her eyes would travel down him and back up, when she took her locker keys. When out of the gym floor, as he loaded up the barbells, or took her weight measurements, she would go out of her way to be friendly.

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With the odd brush of her hand against his shoulder, or fleeting glances. Before long Josh was fully smitten by the Israeli temptress.After another gruelling work out, Ayalah’s toned body was glistening from perspiration, having pushed herself hard, and making sure her audible grunts and moans were actually erotic. Ayalah made sure she held eye contact with Josh as she pushed herself to the limit, and she could see his eyes were devouring her, hungry for sex. A wicked smirk, as she put down the last set of weights, and got up, patting herself down with a towel, then reaching for her water bottle, Ayalah licked the tip of the bottle neck, as Josh gulped. Tipping the bottle up, she drank and swallowed again and again, like she was dying of thirst. When the bottle was emptied, she tossed it in her kit bag and said. “I feel so dirty…I really need a shower. *she stepped up before Josh, and reached out for his bulge, which was so easy to see, in his nike trainer pants. * want to come wash my back?”- Josh’s cheeks burned red and he then dropped a weight on his foot, causing him to yelp and hop about. “Ouch!” Ayalah shrugged and skipped off to the showers, leaving Josh looking both foolish and besotted.

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Watching her shapely ass in those tight shorts, he had visions of taking her in the shower, pounding her into the cold tiles, while biting the back of her neck, forcing her to submit to him. With a sore foot, he instead hobbled off to his office, closing the door behind him. Getting in behind his desk, he flipped open his lap top, and then pressed in a code, that streamed a live feed from the women’s change room, including the shower block. Grinning as he saw Ayalah taking off her sports gear, and folding it up, before bending over to undo her shoes, Josh had his cock out in his hand, beating off, while licking his lips. “One day girl…I am going to fuck you so hard.”Ayalah was enjoying her hot shower, unaware that her target in the gym, was getting to know her a lot better, till she turned around and reached for the shampoo, only to spot a small black camera up in the corner of the ceiling. As she was a spy by trade, she herself had used such devices in the past, and to see it in the shower cubicle, actually made her chuckle. The Israeli spy, was onto him, and not only that, she had a weapon, to have him over a barrel to black mail. So, now knowing his games, she decided to play for the cameras. The other women who were showering, would start to hear delectable moans coming from Ayalah’s cubicle, as she started to play with the shampoo bottle, in a way it is not designed for. In Josh’s office, he was fapping away furiously, his eyes wide, his mouth agape, as the Israeli temptress was giving him one hell of a show. “GOD, YOU ARE SO FUCKING HOT. FUCK THAT THING!…YEAH!” Ayalah didn’t disappoint, making sure she faked an orgasm, that had the other women in the change room either gasping from shock, or giggling. Turning off the water, Ayalah emerged naked, tossing, the bottle in a nearby bin and then rubbing herself down thoroughly with the towel, all the while, knowing Josh was watching. Dressing herself smartly, she decided to confront him, while he may well still be at it. Ayalah smirked at the other ladies, who were either trying to ignore her, or applauding her for her efforts. The Israeli left the change rooms and made a bee line for Josh’s office, not even knocking as she opened the door, right as he was watching a replay of her in the shower cubicle. “FUCK…I’M GOING TO CUM…FU…AYALAH!”- he did cum, right as she opened the door, and quickly closed it again. Spunk going all over his keyboard, and some even shooting up in his eyes. “Ahahaha. Having fun, Josh?” Ayalah laughed, grabbing a box of tissues, and tossing them to him, as she rounded his desk and saw herself on his laptop screen. “Ooo..nice angle. I know the Police will like this.”- Josh…Was fucked.

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Josh was a mumbling, bumbling mess. Ayalah pretended to look upset, as he pleaded with her, not to go to the authorities, or worse, the press with this scandal. How many other women had he watched in the showers? But, it seemed that this was to be his lucky day. Ayalah sat on the edge of the desk, and picked up a picture of his wife and two children, and pouted. “You have a beautiful family. I imagine, you love them very much. Josh had trouble swallowing, and his eyes were rimmed with tears. “What…what do you want, I will give you anything.” Ayalah placed the picture frame down on the desk, and then leaned over to whisper in his ear. “I want you….and your laptop.” At first, Josh was stunned, staring at the Israeli in a whole new light. Did she just say she wanted him? He stuttered.’Wan…want….want me?” Ayalah slowly started to stroke his limp member, and then licked her finger of the cum from the tip. “Mhmm. You come, and I mean….you come over, to my apartment. Bring your laptop, and I do to you, what I did to that bottle.” The gym owner was almost set to have a heart attack. This girl was one freaky bitch, but he was so infatuated, he nodded haplessly. “Okay…when?” The Israeli stood up and reached for her sports bag, slinging it over her shoulder. “At eight o’clock. You have my address. Don’t be late, I hate to be kept waiting…..lover.” Grinning, Ayalah waltzed out of the office, shutting the door behind her discreetly, then left the gym, as Josh was frozen in his seat. He shot a look at the picture of his family and quickly turned it over flat on the table. Josh thought he had won. Little did he know, he had just become Ayalah’s pawn in the game. <3>