1 Gender Blender [Private/No Kill] Sun Jan 11, 2015 9:43 pm
Gin
Retired
There was this one particular patron - if he could even be called that, really, he had just been there three times - of the Siren's Den that annoyed the hell put of Gin. The first time he came around and starting sexually harassing pretty much everyone, Gin had let him have his fun assuming that, well, like most people, he was drunk as all hell. The second night, Gin started to get rather annoyed, but brushed it off because the man was spending good money.
The third night, however, was the last straw. The man had demanded that he be allowed to meet the owners of the club. Under normal circumstances, Gin wouldn't have minded being requested for a meeting with a wealthy patron. But this... She had barely told the man her name and he was already groping her inappropriately and asking how much she charged for the night. Specifically, he had said that he would pay her twice that to suck him off.
Consequently, she had asked Dameon to escort him from the premises with a swift kick to the behind. And that was that, the problem had been solved and everything had returned to normal for the past few days. That morning, Gin had gone to the office early in the morning to help Dameon sort out some administrative stuff and fix the lighting and sound after a small incident with last night's entertainment involving a group of erotic clowns, a wild bear and industrial amounts of beer. Gin was good at handy work, after all.
And so, there she was, with a wrench in hand, finishing the last bit of the set up, when someone arrived with a package from the aforementioned man. It turned out to be a box of chocolates for her and Dameon. She wasn't planning on letting the man back in, but the chocolates seemed nice. In fact, they were delicious. "Try some!" she said, grabbing a handful of chocolates and pretty much shoving them into his mouth.
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The third night, however, was the last straw. The man had demanded that he be allowed to meet the owners of the club. Under normal circumstances, Gin wouldn't have minded being requested for a meeting with a wealthy patron. But this... She had barely told the man her name and he was already groping her inappropriately and asking how much she charged for the night. Specifically, he had said that he would pay her twice that to suck him off.
Consequently, she had asked Dameon to escort him from the premises with a swift kick to the behind. And that was that, the problem had been solved and everything had returned to normal for the past few days. That morning, Gin had gone to the office early in the morning to help Dameon sort out some administrative stuff and fix the lighting and sound after a small incident with last night's entertainment involving a group of erotic clowns, a wild bear and industrial amounts of beer. Gin was good at handy work, after all.
And so, there she was, with a wrench in hand, finishing the last bit of the set up, when someone arrived with a package from the aforementioned man. It turned out to be a box of chocolates for her and Dameon. She wasn't planning on letting the man back in, but the chocolates seemed nice. In fact, they were delicious. "Try some!" she said, grabbing a handful of chocolates and pretty much shoving them into his mouth.
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