Post by Drashar on Jun 1, 2011 23:57:56 GMT -6
Her stuff had finally all made it from Las Vegas, Nevada. She was finally all unpacked. It had taken her about a month to get fully settled in and start her new position at Scovini Construction. She was still angry at her father for having all her work vetted by a less talented designer simply because he was an older man and how could his delicate young daughter possibly know everything she was doing by now. Her eyes flared with irritation as that memory. The strength of the emotion made her beast sit up and growl softly. She closed her eyes and breathed in slowly before opening them up again.
She put her brush down and examined herself in the full length mirror in her bedroom. Her hair was down but floated out around her shoulders in a soft brown cloud. Her eyes were accented with a smoky eye shadow that made them appear even more catlike. That comparison brought a smile to her ruby colored lips. She turned from side to side and decided that the sparkly short sequined dress really did accent her curves nicely. The black Jimmy Choo heels were the perfect foil for the multi-colored dress. What can she say? She had a shoe fetish. Didn’t every woman? She normally did not go for flashy but she wanted to wear something to cheer her up. Besides it was past due to relax and have some fun.
She took the elevator to the basement of the building and climbed into her cobalt blue, Chevy Volt. She gunned the engine as she pulled out of the building and followed the directions to the dance club. Word had reached her that this was her kind of place and that she should check it out. She parked her car and walked towards the club unsure of what to expect but she was certain about one thing. It was bound to be an interesting evening. She waited patiently in line to be let in.
She put her brush down and examined herself in the full length mirror in her bedroom. Her hair was down but floated out around her shoulders in a soft brown cloud. Her eyes were accented with a smoky eye shadow that made them appear even more catlike. That comparison brought a smile to her ruby colored lips. She turned from side to side and decided that the sparkly short sequined dress really did accent her curves nicely. The black Jimmy Choo heels were the perfect foil for the multi-colored dress. What can she say? She had a shoe fetish. Didn’t every woman? She normally did not go for flashy but she wanted to wear something to cheer her up. Besides it was past due to relax and have some fun.
She took the elevator to the basement of the building and climbed into her cobalt blue, Chevy Volt. She gunned the engine as she pulled out of the building and followed the directions to the dance club. Word had reached her that this was her kind of place and that she should check it out. She parked her car and walked towards the club unsure of what to expect but she was certain about one thing. It was bound to be an interesting evening. She waited patiently in line to be let in.