Mitch Morison

She couldn’t deny his british accent was panty-dropping but she acted non-chalant about it. “Very nice, but it’s not just the accent.” She shrugged, teasing him; and honestly, Audrey would find even hotter if Mitch used the southern New Orleans accent she knew he had but didn’t use. “You sure shouldn’t. I’m MG n° 1 fan. Go hometown every year just because to be part of it.” The festival was even more important to her than Christmas or New Year Eve or Thanksgiving for the sole reason that she could doll up in beads and tons of make up and use flashy masks. Playing hard to get, Audrey glanced at her watch again and seemed to consider Mitch’s suggestion, she did have to work the next day, but she had gone to work with terrible hangovers and right then she wasn’t even slightly tipsy, so staying longer in a fancy suit with a handsome man wouldn’t be a problem. Besides, being her own boss, she could delegate the salon opening to her right hand. “You’re not that lucky but I’ll stay for three more questions. You’re up, cher.” Putting the pencil down, Audrey pured both of them a new shot.

Mitch continued to laugh as the woman seemed almost bored with his British accent but he knew she had to have least liked it just a little. Or, well, at least thats what the man hoped. Audrey’s actions continued to entice Mitch and kept him alert with all the little details that he normally never paid attention to on anyone else. Why was that, he wondered. Reading her next sentence though made his eyebrows raise and caused his eyes to stare right back into her’s. “Hometown huh?” Mitch nodded and smiled at the similarities these two had. He also wondered how in the hell he hadn’t come across Audrey during his childhood there. Not that any of that matter-Mitch had met Audrey now and that was all that was important. The man set the paper down and smirked as he held up his shot and said, “Merci mademoiselle, I’ll try not to push my luck.” He drowned the shot and then moved closer to her until the two laid side by side, on their side, staring at each other. The man could simply tilt his head the right way and he’d make sure their lips would meet. “Question number one, what’s your favorite sexual position.” He seduced. No one had said that these “boring” questions couldn’t be sexual.

Forming an O with her lips at Mitch’s failed revelation, Audrey then gave him a smile and a wink. It wasn’t surprising at all that he was a spoiled child, the prove of it was his whole attitude. Her sister and her had been spoiled, too, it had been something equal until Audrey’s illness, then things changed completely and just like in Mitch, it showed through her personality. She listened about his trips to Spain, and then tsked at the man and his comment of making the party better. “Don’t know about that. Spanish men are hard to match.” Expectantly, Audrey awaited for the new game question that got Mitch all perked up and with a smile, she grabbed the bottle and poured more liquid in her glass, then wrote again. “Mardi Grass is perfect for those kind of things. I was just topless and using a mask. Otherwise my folks would have died.” She laughed and downed the shot. Glancing at the watch on her wrist, Audrey grabbed the pen again. “I think I’m runnning out of questions because the ones left are just too borning.” 

“Hard to match? Really love? Let me guess, is it the accent that gets you?” Mitch asked with a smirk and raised an eyebrow not waiting for the answer. “Because if that’s the case, if accents are a turn on, let me show you my British accent. I hear it drives women wild...” He teased and then spoke a few sentences about the hotel and dishes that he liked with his accent and chuckled at the end. Then Mitch rose his eyebrows seeing Audrey take a shot of liquor and smiled wide as he read the words on the sheet. “Damn! I’ll be sure to never miss another Mardi Grass festival!” He joked chuckling and added, “I would never pass a chance to see such topless beauty.” He winked playfully and took another shot himself. Mitch saw no harm in asking boring question so he proposed a different idea. “Why don’t we each ask each other three boring questions? Then perhaps you’d allow me to take you home?” Mitch said as he glanced at his watch and knew it was indeed getting closer to 3:30am already and he had no idea if she would be working the following day. “Unless you were planning on doing an all-nighter, which I would have no objections to.” He offered with a smirk.

She already knew he was an only child, of course, a piece of information that had come up after she found out who he and his family were, something that as far as she could tell, Mitch didn’t know. “Must have been a quiet childhood.” Audrey quickly scribbled; while her relationship with her sister was not the best inthe present, they used to be inseparable when they were younger, before Audrey’s illness separated them. Thank god they moved to a less depresive topic after Mitch’s question about Spain and she smiled at the man, not having missed his eyes on her legs. “Went to Madrid when I was fifteen and then to Ibiza a couple of years ago with friends. Bachelorette party. You?” Since it seemed the game had been put on pause for now, Audrey did as Mitch and took a drink herself.

Mitch thought about it for a second and deep down knew that it was quite indeed very lonely however he would never admit that outloud. “I may have been an only child but I was never necessarily alone. I always found things to do and people to be around. Always fresh faces as well.” He shared casually and then chuckled as he thought of a memory. “I was quite spoiled to an extent though.” Mitch listened and smiled when he heard the word Madrid and nodded. “Ah Madrid, yes I’ve been there and would love to go back. Though haven't been to Ibiza, wish I had though since I could have made your bachelorette party ten times better.” He teased with a wink. “Been to Granada though. The architecture there is absolutely amazing!” Mitch was still memorized by certain building and drew some of his inspiration from that place from time to time. “Oh! Got one,” He said completely changing gears and going back to the game. “Never have I ever walked across somewhere in public naked. Skinny dipping doesn't count-because that I’ve done.”

Audrey nodded at Mitch’s point and wrote back, “True. I never was the stay-at-home kind, much less after my surgery, so now I have a bunch of stories to tell my future nieces and nephews.” She winked as she slightly pushed the notepad. After she had given him her next question, Audrey wasn’t totally convinced with Mitch’s aswer, there was something off about it or at least that’s what she felt and wheather it was tonight or some other day she’d dig deeper on it. Curiosity was not her friend. Arching her brows, she was surprised that a man like him never went to a place like Barcelona. “I must say I’m surprised you never went there. I haven’t, either, been to other places in Spain, though.” Changin position, Audrey went back to sit stright against the board, crossingher right leg under her left one.

“At least you have future family members to torment your memories to. I’m an only child so I have no nieces and nephews to give sexual advice to! Or any other advice for that matter.” Mitch laughed teasing Audrey with his playful smirk. He took a sip of his own drink now since it was a habit, and forgetting their little game for the time being. “I am surprised too love, believe me. Though Spain is lovely.” He commented and let his eyes go up and down her legs which were very tempting at the moment but he then wondered if it was possible for either one of them to continue a conversation or a night without wanting to be skin to skin touching. He smirked as he laid down next to her but made sure to lift himself up with his elbow as he tilted his head up to look at her sideways-given that she was slightly taller in her given position. “Where in Spain did you go? Maybe we’ve both visited the same places....”

At Mitch’s comment, Audrey playfully tossed some locks of hair back, then she grinned as she watched the man drink yet another shot. “Clearly.” She mouthed as she signed the word, trying to picture him some years younger, doing the dating thing and she could almost bet most of those, if not all, ended up being just regular one night stands. Then again, she only new Mitch Morison the player as he was now, could he have been different in the past? She rolled her eyes at Mitch’s last words, of course he would be the kind who’d only fly in first class, and deciding to play with him a little, she simply shook her head, not shearing that she, too, had had sex in first class. “Try harder, Morison. Never have I ever said/signed ‘I love you’.” This, Audrey thought, should be interesting.

The man could only chuckle at her response and was glad she didn’t seem surprised at all about his younger years. “You know this game is a bit more challenging with you since I feel like we’ve done many of the same things already....” But he then laughed and shook his head at her next question. “Try harder love.” He teased back with a smirk as he didn’t drink to her question. Yes, he had loved someone once, but never had he actually said it. He looked around for a few seconds and then looked back at her with a smirk, “Never have I ever...been to Barcelona! I hear it’s a wonderful place though.”

Audrey slightly arched her brows at the sudden cgange of question, then smiled and downed the drink before writing. “A couple of times. Doesn’t happen often now because of my job but I enjoy a weekend away with whomever wants to the pleasure of my company.” And now that they were on that topic, Audrey felt like going for a get-away, maybe to Spain or Bali or Puerto Rico. Pulling the sketchpad back, she wrote her question. “Never have I ever been on a blind date.” Not because lack of trying, her friends had tried several times but either she was the one refusing to go or the men simply didn’t think they’d be able to handle a mute date.

Mitch nodded with a light chuckle in understanding. That sounded reasonable though Mitch knew that a weekend trip normally meant something serious and if that was the case he’d rather just spend a nice weekend near by without feeling like he was being too “commitment” like. “Really?” He asked as he read her notepad and laughed as he said, “You don’t need to be set up love, I’m sure you can snatch any first men you see no?” He teased her with a smirk but did indeed drowned another glass since he had been on a few blind dates before. “I have been in a couple blind dates when I was in college...an attempt from my so called friends to get me to settle down...” He smirked and shrugged innocently. “It clearly didn’t take.” He poured his glass again and thought of another question. “What about...never have I ever had sex on an airplane but in the economy section....” He asked raising his eyebrows and then whispered, “Having sex in first class is much more fun....” Mitch finished with a playful wink.

Shrugging, Audrey winked at the man in front of her, her mind racing though all kinds of scenes where she’d strip in front of a crowd in a strip club, and no matter how many eyes were on her, performing only for Mitch with lots of eyes on her. As Mitch winced with her question, Audrey’s lips parted in an exagerated way, forming an O, then shook her head and laughed at him. “I can’t imagine it going well, but that’s just as good a solution as remembering the correct name.” She began scribbling, stopping at the man’s asserted thought, and then adding. “I could speak before, just so you know, and I never called the wrong name.” She gave him a smug laugh, thinking that she’d love to hear her name on his lips and to call out his name in return.

Mitch read her response and laughed still with a smile. “It’s much more simpler if no names are involved...” He then narrowed his eyes a little at Audrey but somewhat did believe her that she didn’t utter anyone else’s name in bed and chuckled with a shrug. “Alright, I’ll take your word for it love....let’s see...” He paused as he poured both their cups and then said, “Never have I ever gone on a weekend get-away with another person.” Mitch knew he was straying from the topic of sex a little but he was curious if Audrey had always been this woman who enjoyed other’s pleasures or if she had been different when she did speak.

She signed a “your welcome” although she wasn’t sure Mitch would understand it. As he left the bed, Audrey got more comfortable and laid completly on her side, her arm supporting her whole weight. Winking at the man, she watched him taking a drink, then laughed, her head falling back. She shook her head, amused, and drank as well. She bit her lip as she thought about his question, sure she had sripped in a strip club, however, she couldn’t remember doing it in front of a crowd. Finally, she shook her head and grabbed the pen. “Not in front of a crowd. Or at least I’m not recalling it right now. Maybe I have but I must have been too drunk to remember it.” Skiping some lines so he could read, Audrey kept writing. “Never have I ever called someone by another’s name during sex.” 

“Man! I can’t believe I missed that! Though if I had been there, I’m positive you would have remembered...” Mitch said wiggling his eyebrows playfully and laughed as he watched her drink. When her next question came he winced and shook his head. “Ohhh...I can’t lie, I have done that in the past....did not end well. Thankfully I learned my lesson and therefore never utter any womens name when we’re in bed.” Mitch held the glass up and drank. “Hold on love, that’s not fair, you technically can’t utter any man or womens name.....” He said narrowing his eyes at her teasingly. Though how I wish you’d utter mine, he thought.

Audrey pursed her lips and wrinckled her nose at her mistaken statement and then tsked her tongue before taking a shot for her mistake. And even though she was curious and wanted to know more about this one woman he ever loved, she didn’t preassure for more information. Bracing herself for his next question, Audrey chuckled and poured herself more liquid on her glass. “The room was almost empty and it was a boring movie.” She wrote, before downing her shot. Sticking jsut the tip of her tongue out as she thought the next question, which was proving to be a difficult task since there was a lot of things she had done. “Never have I ever been in an orgy.” She finally wrote. It was a lie, of course, and she’d drink it after Mitch’s answer.

Watching as she took another shot, Mitch chuckled quietly and smiled. “I’ll keep that in mind next time I go to the movies with someone....boring equals sex. Simple enough.” He teased and took this moment to stand up and grab two water bottles from the fridge just incase either one of them needed it for whatever reason. Once he sat back on the bed and read her question he burst out laughing. “Oh....love! The lies you speak!” He shook his head with a smile as he drowned another shot glass and smirked at her. “I’ve been in several if you ever need someone to show you the ropes.” He said playfully knowing all too well that this woman in front of him had indeed slept with several during several times. “Lets see....never have I ever....stripped in front of a crowd at a strip club specifically.”

Audrey chuckled, proud of herself because she had been sure the would take a drink with such a statement, and only to tase him she held her hands up and shrugged in a not-judging-you way. Then, it was her turn to have a drink, doing it so at the same time she scribbled perfectly neat. “My friends tend to party hard.” Was her explanation, letting him read before writing again. “Never have I ever  brought someone I was dating to meet the parents.” She looked at him with arched borws and a smirk.

Mitch just continued to laugh and smile at her explanations. “See my friends are all males...and lets just say I don’t swing that way. Though I did have a friend once who I did throw her bachlorett party....but she had her own wife to sleep with that night....though I told her it’d be better if they both slept with a different person for one last time....” He teased with a smirk and a wink. He then shook his head at her next question and pouted, “And here I thought you were just warming up!” He joked with her and then shrugged. “You see I only ever loved one person....and she never met my parents....and she was never my girlfriend.” Those were the only details he would say for tonight. “Never have I ever had sex in a movie theater...surprisingly.”

Audrey didn’t doubt Mitch could be right so meanwhile he went to find her items she made sure to come up with those “right” questions if nothing else but for the entertainment of seeing the man drunk. Handing Mitch a glass, Audrey grabbed the sketchpad and pen, she placed the end of the pen on her cheek and bit her lip as she tried to choose the first statement. “I’ll go easy on you since we’re just beginning. Never have I ever flirted with someone when I knew they were taken.” 

Already Mitch shook his head with laughter and held up the first glass. “Cheers love....” He said laughing and smiled as he drank the shot with ease-it was the first one. Mitch put his hands up in surrender and explained, “She started it and I mean who am I to deny pleasure to a woman?” He teased with a smirk and then shrugged. “Plus, the boyfriend was sitting right next to her and was flirting with other woman as well....no harm done.” He pleaded his case. “Your turn...Never have I ever slept with someone on their bachelor/bachelorette party.”

Still with the bottle on her hand, Audrey got onto the bed resting her back against the pillows, watching Mitch taking off his shoes and jacket and enjoying theview of the glimpse of skin under his shirt. She handed him the bottle and laughed at the game the man proposed. Shaking her head, his lips still curved into a grin, Audrey took her phone and typed: “That’s the quickest way to get my drunk, Morison. But let’s do it. Fetch me a pen and some paper.”, then she slipped the phone on the bed so he could read, since she woudl be drinking scribbling would be easier that typing with one hand.  Winking at him, she snatched the opened bottle from Mitch’s hand and one of the glasses, immediately filling it.

Mitch laughed as he read her reply and shook his head as well. “I may have a high tolerance for alcohol but don’t be fooled....you might just be asking the right questions where I’m the one who ends up drunk first love. However, I suspect that you have a high tolerance as well. So I believe this is quite a fair game.” He teased her with a wink of his own and got up to grab a pen and sketchpad that was near one of the tables in the kitchen. He made his way back and handed both items to her, watching as she finished filling up the bottles. “Ladies first....”