black friday
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Firefly was not oblivious to the fact that the male’s eyes were following her every curve. A smug smile lingered upon her lips as she let one hand run through the long luxurious locks that framed her face and feathered out from her shoulders and partway down her back. Her eyes sparkled with amusement and something more as she ran a finger along the satin trim that framed the bust of the dress. She turned that enchantress gaze towards the poor fellow as she stated with a slight disappointing sigh. ”Pity, I would have liked to have seen that…” she was jesting, but with the way this man seemed to be she had a feeling that he might not realize that. A crooked smile appeared as her words moved on. ”Of course if you change your mind on that.. I’m not too hard to find.” She was a cruel woman; that much the world could see.

She wondered for a second if the male would ever take her up on that. She was a strange creature when it came to desire and she wasn’t all too sure that she wouldn’t find some liking in being the audience to another’s cravings. She let her own eyes linger on the male’s form for a moment, trailing down to the prize that lay sheathed at the moment as an almost misty far off look settling in her eyes as the clogs and wheels began to turn inside her mind. He wasn’t bad looking himself; perhaps she’d sway the fellow into being her own little playmate for a while. Jac wouldn’t mind she was sure; she might even be able to get the king to join in, though that might take a fair amount of whiskey and rum. A soft silky chuckle rose from her lips as she gave up the notion for just a moment, knowing that she could find time later to play out her own twisted little fantasies.

The woman lifted her eyes slightly from where they had lingered a little too long, one brow etched up high as she tilted her head to the side and cast her eyes towards the entrance of the store, knowing well enough that there were indeed many such stores about, and even those that carried clothing for both sexes. She offered him a slight smile as she made up her mind. ”Oh yes, there’s in fact many.. Would you like an escort?” she teased, wondering what torturously delicious things she might be able to do to this poor boy while finding him garments that were a little more savvy for a man than hot pink tube tops and skinny jeans. She hoped that he would not turn her away, for the day could provide to be a bit interesting, at least if he went along with her plans. She wouldn’t hurt him, maybe leave him a bit heartbroken, but that was expected with her.


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