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Post by Adam Silver on Sept 1, 2011 20:40:18 GMT -8
And so the tale begins of an illustrious fellow atop the table-tops of the school cafeteria. His look characterized as the sort seen in a strip joint, you might imagine them on a woman but he was a man, curious? As am I. A tight latex pink fit his chest while a pair of tight black jeans fit his derriere, leather work shoes on his feet as the man made a show of himself around a dance pole gathering what attention he could. "Come one come all, put money in this hat if you'd like me to stop!"His hat would tip off before rolling downwards from the tip of his head down the right arm into the palm of his hand before flipping it outwards and facing the base open. With each donation of students he'd perform a quick pelvis thrust in the general direction. Though what no one followed up on was that he had no intention of stopping unless the flow of money desisted. |
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Post by Leta on Sept 2, 2011 21:54:29 GMT -8
Leta decided to give the cafeteria another chance. Sitting toward the middle was a better idea than expected. Less people got up out of their seats, but it was so loud. However the volume level wouldn't be much of a problem. She would just sit quietly, eat her peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and listen to the many conversations around her.
Suddenly, a boy sitting to her left stood up, and climbed on the table. The surface of it shook as he stepped around, asking students around him for money.
Wasn't this was strippers did? She was pretty sure this is what strippers did. Though, she'd never seen any.... heh....
She would ignore this boy. However, she would continue to listen to his humourous banter and she silently ate.
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Post by Adam Silver on Sept 3, 2011 21:14:45 GMT -8
Nudity wasn't a concern to him. In fact if donations didn't increase he might otherwise consider slipping pieces of clothing off slowly, one by one they'd fall off. But first. His eyes would drop down on a girl omnomnoming on a peanut butter and jelly sammich. His eyes grew bold and wide. His cheeks spread cheek to cheek before moving forward.
"NOMS!?"
It was loud and positioned in the closeness of her ear as he'd leaned over. A certain grin turned upwards before dropping down on his rear end before her with a loud clamp. *Bam*
Legs opened before and around her to either end, package otherwise exposed and pressed forward closer to her face. So mostly her stuff would have been spread to either side and his face poised right before hers.
"Hey sexy, care to make a donation."
He'd pat the front of his pants and slip a single in the front of his package showing where to make the donation.
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Post by Leta on Sept 8, 2011 17:47:41 GMT -8
"NOMS?!" Leta twitched. Shouting wasn't necessary.
The boy turned to her, as she observed from his feet, then sat directly in front of her. Straddling where she was eating. Yummy. She sighed, waiting for him to say something else.
Oh Gog, I should have moved.
"Hey, sexy. Care to make a donation?"
He patted his crotch.
Twitch.
"Make a donation to what?" She would apply a bit of dry humor in her response. "I don't see anything interesting." She glanced her face up at him as to show him her eyes. Jokes about blindness came naturally to her, as she was made fun of almost daily by her house mate. She cocked her head to the side, waiting for a response.
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