Hell’s Halfway House

Quick think of a lie think of a lie —

•I am … pregnant with … Eggs …•

“Absinthe. It’s called the green fairy.”

Dropping trivial, Roth’s eyes took in details. Just like every other dancer, she was gorgeous. She had everything he liked in a woman. Then again, he likes most women.

That alone could be read on his mind. Just the admiration of beauty laced with lust. Yet, there was something else there. Something hidden. Something sad.

For some reason, tonight he was thinking about someone he once knew. That alone, was dragging his soul to zero. He needed a distraction. Some escape from the past. Summer seemed to be the perfect getaway.

"Mm... tastes like licorice," She said, the corner of her lip quirking up as she slid him back his drink. She remembered something about it being called 'the green fairy' because people said they saw one when they drank too much of it, and wondered briefly if she could get herself a visit as well. Might be an interesting experiment for later.

Waiting as he looked her over, she let her eyes hood and her head tilt slowly to one side, still refusing to smile. Not every customer appreciated her cool, jaded demeanor, but some were fanatics for it, and the rest were usually willing to overlook it for her small, slim body and perky tits.

And paired with the fishnet bodysuit and slutty choker beneath tonight's powder blue bikini top and matching tie on skirt, her body was certainly doing it for this guy.

Since this is gaining traction again, here are the final ones. These had been on separate posts but I suppose they'll be more likely to be noticed here.