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Post by KENNEDY, michaela.} on Jul 14, 2009 14:06:11 GMT -8
  put your lips on my mouth
keep it comin around
cuz i like it
put your hands on my hips
bring em down sink that ship
After Olivia had left the pool in a rather quick manner, she soon followed, but to go to her dorm. The two girls she shared the dorm with were out, well that's what the note said on the front of the door.
Chaelaaaa,
We're going to the mall to buy cute little "outfits" - you'll understand when you see the flyer on the bed, we'll be back around 2.
xoxoxoxo,
Em & Jace.
For two straight girls, they sure left alot of hugs and kisses for her. She rolled her eyes and with a small smile, pulled a pen out to leave them a note.
Emmypoo & JacyLacy -
I'm taking a nap. So be quiet or DIE. Kk? (:
<3. msk.
Unlocking the door, she pushed through and went over to her bed to see what they were talking about after shutting the door with her foot. She picked up the flyer, "LGBT Party at the HEAT! Wear the skimpiest "Halloween" outfit you can get your hands on & don't forget your masks! You must be 18 years or older - I.D.s will be checked! Saturday @ 9:00P.M. See you there!" was printed on rainbow computer paper. She smirked, that should be fun. She walked into her closet and pulled out her skimpy halloween costume she wore last year. She'd run to the thrift store later to get a mask. She set the outfit on the dresser and jumped into her bed.
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7:01P.M.
"GET UPPPP!" The long haired blonde screamed, running and jumping on top of Michaela. She bounced over top of her, but it was more like grinding her pelvic into the brunette's. Groaning, she pushed her off. "Get off, Jacy, you little freak." She bitched. When she looked, the blonde was in a skimpy cop outfit, all leather that the skirt barely cover her ass. She had fishnets on underneath, knee high boots and her little police had on. "Whata slutttt." she said, getting out of the bed and moving toward the bathroom. Emily, the blonde with short hair, was in there fixing her hair. Michaela began to strip her bathing suit, she thought Emily would scream and run out, but she glanced over the brunette's naked body and then went back to teasing her hair. Shaking her head, she turned on the water and entered the shower.
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9:05P.M.
The crowd in HEAT was crazy, she didn't know if all these people were gay, but she atleast knew there were alot of gay people in Pembroke and the surrounding area. After she had gotten out of the shower, the girls where finished. So they told her to dress and then they did her makeup and hair. They gave her dark eyeliner and lots of mascara, because she told them no one would see it anyways since she'd be wearing a mask. So they finished her up with some blush and then worked on her hair. Now she was standing in a French Maid costume, a plain black masquerade mask stuck gently to her face with face glue and her hair curled tighly. Her hair lost like three inches of hair, just because they curled it with a larger curler.
Popping her lipgloss, she waited for Emily to bring her the "Sex on the Beach" she ordered, finally the short haired blonde bounded over with it. "Here lovely, now I'm going to go dance with that hot bisexual guy before Jacy steals him." She said, kissing her on the cheek then ran off again. Emily's outfit fit her good, she looked like a skanky fairy. She was already tall and skinny, and her hair made the outfit go. She rolled her eyes as she watched her friends grind against the guy. Silly straight girls. Taking a sip of her drink, she leaned against the wall. Michaela was a little upset that no one showed interest in her, but she guessed she wasn't hot enough.
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Post by OLIVIA.{c h e s t n u t} on Jul 14, 2009 16:08:03 GMT -8
just want touch you for a minute
maybe three seconds is enough
for my heart to quit it
The minute rounds were over Olivia was already changed and heading straight for Starbucks. It wasn't her ideal drink in mind, but she had already planned out her day. There was plenty of time for the other, fonder liquids. She immediately called the only friend she had that lived in town to inform him of how they'd be spending their weekend. "Hey fruitcake, we're going to HEAT tonight. Meet me at Starbucks, kay?"
One hour and two coffees later - which was filled with Olivia calling and demanding why he was taking so long - her faithful compadre Ryen walked into Starbucks proudly flashing two skimpy pieces of clothing...and some longass motherfucking leather boots. Another hour was spent talking Olivia into wearing the costume to the LGBT party that night.
With a sigh Olivia finished her ID check and walked into the crowded club. After a good eye sweep she could see all the opposite sex couples dancing. LGBT my ass. She was feeling good about her costume, she had no problems showing off her body, but she was sure there were at least ten other girl cops in here. There was at least ten of everything. Dead chicks, fairies, pirates, maids, eccentric..rainbow..people. She wasn't gonna ask. She wore a simple tie-around mask that resembled Zorro's and had her hair up in a tight high ponytail.
As was usual, Ryen and she split up almost immediately with plans to keep a loose eye on the other to see if they needed help. She watched his red spandex ass run off, his devil's tail flying all over the place as he took on a buff cupid in the ritual grind dance. Olivia preferred to get that drink first. She made a beeline for the bar and ordered a rum and coke then got out of the mess of people when she couldn't find a bar seat. Her eyes scoped out the area, deciding whether she should just stand by and let someone come to her or go to someone else. When she saw a single french maid leaned against a wall she made up her mind.
Hunter's face in place she swaggered up to the other girl, her swaying hips making the plastic(they wouldn't allow anything else in the club) baton and metal handcuffs bounce on her belt. She stopped with a foot of distance between her and the brunette and leaned her shoulder against the wall. She crossed her ankles and rested her head on the wall, eyes set on the masked face of the maid. "So are you here to dance with curvy blonde cops or buff blonde red devils? I know one of each."
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Post by KENNEDY, michaela.} on Jul 14, 2009 19:30:38 GMT -8
put your lips on my mouth
keep it comin around
cuz i like it
put your hands on my hips
bring em down sink that ship
The sexy french maid still wasn't feeling very sexy, what was the purpose of coming to this shindig all dolled up if no one gave you the time of the day? Emily finally did come over to give her a large shot glass full of vodka. The blonde began to bitch about how the bisexuals left her and Jacy then went off with boys, leaving to hardcore lesbians to come try to dance with them. "It's a gay party, I tried to explain this to you two," she leaned forward to tell her, then she whispered. "And those two lesbians could also be transgenders..." Emily gasped and shook her head. "EW! Don't tell me that!" She squealed over the music, making the surrounding people look at her.
Michaela wasn't the first one out of the two to notice that a sexy blonde cop was coming towards her, actually it wasn't until Emily nudged her in the side to make her look towards what she was staring at. Lips were on the glasses, she was taking a sip as she turned around. She coughed up the alcohol, half because of the taste and half because of the girl. A "damn" came out of both girls mouths as they looked over the girl. "You're fucking hot!" The blonde said over the music, winking at the cop. Michaela looked from the blonde to her roommate. "And you're fucking straight!" She snapped, giving Emily a dirty look. "I'll go find Jacy then, since she's nicer." She said rolling her eyes and dancing off.
Turning around, downing some of the hardcore liquor in two large swallows as the blonde spoke to her. Maybe if the music weren't so loud, she would have found the voice familiar. She had seen all of the devils in the club, none of them caught her eye, unlike the sexy lady cop standing in front of her. "It depends on if you'll use those handcuffs on me," she leaned forward to whisper into her ear, her lips touching her earlobe ever so softly. Now the only thoughts were of the blonde shoving her against the wall with her hands behind her back and her slowing moving her hand up her short outfit...Yummmmmy!
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Post by OLIVIA.{c h e s t n u t} on Jul 14, 2009 20:24:40 GMT -8
just want touch you for a minute
maybe three seconds is enough
for my heart to quit it
The shorter blonde had failed to get any of Olivia's attention until she arrived so she was slightly surprised when the girl adressed her with "You're fucking hot!" She flashed a grin and lifted her glass in greeting before the brunette chased her away. Well, if this didn't pan out then maybe she would be able to find the blonde later on. Tonight was going to end in a hotel room with someone screaming no matter what.
She watched the maid down her drink and she raised an eyebrow underneath her mask. This might be easier than she thought. Vodka going down that fast would effect anyone. Maybe if she got one more drink involved...
Her thought train was cut short when the girl was suddenly getting closer. She almost dropped her drink when her lips pressed against her ear. It took her a moment to realize what she had said and that her jaw had dropped. She shut it quickly and regained her composure. Her eyes ran up and down the brunette's body and she bit down on her lip. It was rarely this easy, but then again she had never been to an LGBT party before. Now that she thought about it these things were usually just an excuse to fuck the same sex, but she didn't want to push her luck too far. She chuckled and took a few swallows of her drink until there was just half an inch left in the cup.
Her hand went down to her handcuffs and she unhooked them off her belt. She gently ran the cool metal along the masked girl's cheek. "I don't know, are you going to give me a reason to use them? I've never seen maids as hardened criminals...but that's just me." But she was sure any real cop would consider impending on this maid's rights if they saw her.
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Post by KENNEDY, michaela.} on Jul 14, 2009 20:48:17 GMT -8
put your lips on my mouth
keep it comin around
cuz i like it
put your hands on my hips
bring em down sink that ship
Michaela didn't come to parties like these just for an excuse to have sex with a pretty girl or two, there were enough of those to go around at Pembroke. Most of them were only curious, which she loved to play with those, since she wasn't looking for a relationship right now due to her ass of a fiance. Maybe if she found a good enough girl, she would leave that bastard and tell her mother to kiss her ass. This time if she laid a finger on her, Michaela would be sure to get rowdy back with the old bitch. Flipping her hair behind her shoulder, shuddering lightly at the cool against her hot cheek. Something about cold things against her skin really turned her on. A small smirk formed on the lips of the brunette as the other girl spoke, taking the last of the drink and bent down to sit it on the floor.
She was already feeling tipsy, and another one of them would have her drunk, but two more would have her shit faced on hanging over a toilet. She really didn't hold her alcohol good, she hated that. Moving around the lady cop, she looped one arm around the side of her waist that wasn't against the wall, pulling her into her. "Would sexual assault of a police officer get me arrested?" She said once again pressure to her ear. Her tongue slowly emerged from her hot mouth and glided along the outer rim of her ear, running down to her lobe so she could suck on it with a less spit as possible. Spit was not cute. Slowly she allowed her fingertips to run over the top of shorts on the blonde, sliding one finger in slightly just to tease with her.
You couldn't possibly have just crazy sexy against the wall in front of all the other partiers, the bouncers would yell at you or worse.. throw you out.
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Post by OLIVIA.{c h e s t n u t} on Jul 14, 2009 21:25:53 GMT -8
just want touch you for a minute
maybe three seconds is enough
for my heart to quit it
Rum was really the fastest way to get her happy and horny so she wasn't surprised that she was feeling just the slightest bit tingly. She was ready to run off and get a double, but the moment she felt her body pressed against the other she banished that thought from her mind. More than satisfied with this physical turn of events, she took her weight off the wall and looped both arms around the brunette's slim waist. She finished off her drink and dangled the glass in one hand while her handcuffs stayed swinging from the other. A familiar hot burn started in her lower stomach when the lips were pressed against her ears again. It was only intensified when her tongue came into the equation. God.. Tongue..
She stared down at the fingers running along her shorts then back up to the other girl's eyes. Her hands pulled their bodies in closer to each other, making sure their hips fit snugly together. She considered the taste of vodka for a moment before she decided to make the ultimate physical move - or at least as big a move as she was willing to make at the club. Without saying anything she leaned forward and let her lips barely bump against the other's. She checked her eyes for sign of any objections before she pressed them fully against the sticky lipgloss, hoping that the girl really was tipsy or slutty enough to let her continue.
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Post by KENNEDY, michaela.} on Jul 14, 2009 21:50:29 GMT -8
put your lips on my mouth
keep it comin around
cuz i like it
put your hands on my hips
bring em down sink that ship
The maid took her hand away from the girl's shorts as she brought their two bodies together, now Michaela could see she was a inch shorter than the other, but that was probably because her heels were very long tonight. She figured what they were about to do next... kiss. As their lips brushed together gently, she looked into the pair of green eyes and then closed her own so their lips could press against eachother again. For some reason her knees started to grow weak, but before she looked totally stupid she buckled them. Butterflies floated around her stomach as if it were a meadow or something.
Finally, she quit being so weak and began pushing the blonde against the wall. Sometimes, she was a little dominant. Her warm body still pressed into hers as she put both hands on the wall. Her tongue beginning to part through the other lips, but she did it slowly just in case the blonde wasn't for it.
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Post by OLIVIA.{c h e s t n u t} on Jul 14, 2009 22:13:27 GMT -8
just want touch you for a minute
maybe three seconds is enough
for my heart to quit it
Olivia swallowed back a small moan when her kiss was accepted and reciprocated. She focused on taking it slow as she gently, but firmly pulled the girl flush against her. It was taking everything in her not to let her hands start groping right away, but once she found herself pressed up against the wall all bets were off. She normally didn't give up the dominant position easily, but she had also rarely found herself in this situation so early in the night. The girl and herself usually had to be a lot more hammered than this. Maybe LGBT parties weren't such a bad thing...at all.
She squatted down as much as she could before she simply dropped her glass to the ground. Luckily the glass simply wobbled back and forth a few times before it settled instead of breaking. One hand now free she let it bunch up the lace of her dress before she trailed her nails up and down between the edge of the dress and the top of her stockings. She parted her lips and bit down lightly on the other's tongue before releasing and pressing her own firmly against it.
With her eyes still shut, she arched her back and reached behind her. A small click later and she was grinning mischeviously at the brunette as the handcuffs hung from Michaela's left wrist. "This could get a lot more interesting in a place that's not here...but uh, we'll probably have to take off the masks if we want in." She bit down on her lower lip and crossed her fingers. It was worth a shot. If she said no then maybe a few dances would change her mind.
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Post by KENNEDY, michaela.} on Jul 14, 2009 22:47:49 GMT -8
put your lips on my mouth
keep it comin around
cuz i like it
put your hands on my hips
bring em down sink that ship
Michaela usually wasn't so easily to get your hands on, but it had been a long time she had been in the arms of a female and she was actually quite needy of one. She had luckily found one who seemed to be easy to give into her. She could have been completely sober and still be all over her, but that didn't mean she was a slut though. Blue eyes watched as she squatted down to drop her drink, now there were two empty glasses on the floor. The owner of the bar probably wouldn't want his cups on the floor, he probably lost a lot of glasses per nights. Drunks did crazy things with their cups, so she had seen before here.
Her body quivered at the touch of nails against her thighs, she almost whimpered and grabbed her hand to pull it towards the place she'd rather her be touching. Follow the leader. Now that was a fun and naughty game to play, it so much different from when she was a child. She allowed her tongue to be bit down on, but when it was released she was pushing against the others as it pushed back.
Blue eyes snapped open as she felt the cold metal gripping around her wrist, she looked up at it then back to the blonde. Arching her brow, she smirked. "Naughty..."
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Post by OLIVIA.{c h e s t n u t} on Jul 14, 2009 23:23:25 GMT -8
just want touch you for a minute
maybe three seconds is enough
for my heart to quit it
Olivia smirked at the brunette's reaction and took her left hand gently. "So how about it, hm? At one?" She brought the maid's hand to the back of her mask then brought her own to the other's. Her thumb brushed her cheek as she tilted her head and gave her one last kiss. "Three, two, one... Go."
She made sure the other girl was doing the same as she gently pulled at the mask until it was parted from her skin. The first thing she saw was the dark make-up, but then she got the full picture. Her whole body froze as she held the mask in the air next to their heads, stunned. Not happening, not happening, not happening..! A student! And not just any student. It was the kid! Her voice box stopped working as she stood, wide-eyed and staring. She felt like the deer caught in the headlights. Shitttt....
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Post by KENNEDY, michaela.} on Jul 14, 2009 23:43:52 GMT -8
put your lips on my mouth
keep it comin around
cuz i like it
put your hands on my hips
bring em down sink that ship
A gentle nod was how Chaela responded as the girl asked about them taking their masks off. She herself was very curious to she who was behind the mask. Soft smile came from her as she ran her thumb over her cheek, willingly kissing her back as she began to head for the cops mask.
When she felt the mask being taken away from her skin, she tugged at the string of the other girl's mask. Finally it clicked when she saw who it was... Olivia. Michaela's jaw dropped as she stared at the very familiar blonde. Holy, mother fucker. She stumbled backwards, staring blindly at the face. This could not be possible. Suddenly she heard Jacy's voice, "Chaela, I wanna go home..." she whined. She snatched her mask from the blonde, shoving her mask back into return. Turning quickly, she put her hand over her dormmate's mask so she couldn't see who the brunette had been making out with. Jacy probably would know that she was a Pembroke teacher if she thought hard enough. "What the fuck are you doing!?" She yelled, trying to remove her hand. "We're leaving," she barked out, turning the blonde and pushing her through the crowd. She grabbed hold of the fairy too and pulled them both out of HEAT.
They both yelled at her and asked her what the hell happened, but she ignored them and got in the car so they could leave... What the hell did just happen?
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