Masque Post- Guy and the Gambler.
Jan. 13th, 2005 06:51 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
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Last Call...
Guy strolled away from the comfort station, showered, prepped, and looking for one last fuck to finish off the night. This had been an oddly toppy Masque for him- not that he was complaining, but he wanted one good switch before he crashed for the night. He brushed his hair off his forehead and silently thanked whatever god had invented airbrushing- waterproof, friction proof, and sweat proof, the skillfully painted black domino with it's red shimmering outline looked as flawless as when it had been applied late that afternoon. Guy scanned the room, looking for likely candidates. Busy, busy, been there, been there, Jude, threesome... there. The Gambler. Guy cocked his head to the side and inspected his target.
Guy strolled away from the comfort station, showered, prepped, and looking for one last fuck to finish off the night. This had been an oddly toppy Masque for him- not that he was complaining, but he wanted one good switch before he crashed for the night. He brushed his hair off his forehead and silently thanked whatever god had invented airbrushing- waterproof, friction proof, and sweat proof, the skillfully painted black domino with it's red shimmering outline looked as flawless as when it had been applied late that afternoon. Guy scanned the room, looking for likely candidates. Busy, busy, been there, been there, Jude, threesome... there. The Gambler. Guy cocked his head to the side and inspected his target.
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Date: 2005-01-13 05:30 am (UTC)Wee haw!!
You did very very good Jay!!
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Date: 2005-01-14 01:27 am (UTC)Angie