07-09-2011, 06:15 PM
Her expression quickly turned from comfortable amusement and a touch of embarrassment to that of complete and utter dumbfounded shock. Her hand twitched and tightened around the glass as she tried to come up with some witty response, but came up with nothing until she remembered what had started this entire… whatever this was off. Cocking her head to the side slightly, short red strands of hair bouncing and moving with the gesture, “Just how much have you had to drink…” she muttered under her breath, allowing herself to be dragged along at his pace ever so slightly. Looking up at him she smiled sweetly, “Not afraid of being seen dancing transgendered faggot like myself are you big boy?” she asked, forcing her voice thickly sweet, allowing her natural accent to thicken and dominate her speech.
Without a second thought she downed the remaining contents of her drink and rose to her feet from the stool to stand before him; feeling once again dwarfed by his larger form. Leaning in closer and rising on her toes some, she brought her mouth up to his ear “This all seems like another attempt to simply ‘get close’ to me again” she whispered, before pulling back and allowing her feet to once more be firmly planted on the ground. “You’re lead” she teased, raising a questioning eyebrow at the other.
Without a second thought she downed the remaining contents of her drink and rose to her feet from the stool to stand before him; feeling once again dwarfed by his larger form. Leaning in closer and rising on her toes some, she brought her mouth up to his ear “This all seems like another attempt to simply ‘get close’ to me again” she whispered, before pulling back and allowing her feet to once more be firmly planted on the ground. “You’re lead” she teased, raising a questioning eyebrow at the other.