Deanna's laugh made Theresa duck her head, but it sounded genuinely amused rather than cruel. The brunette had learned a fair amount about sex in a relatively short time, but the courtship ritual was a mystery to her. She didn't know how to woo a woman, not a woman like this, anyway.
Still, she hadn't resorted to asking 'You wanna fuck?', so she was a step ahead of her usual game. Just a single step, though.
She picked up the second shot glass, knocked back the contents while the DJ changed records in his booth above the writhing dancers. There was no mirror behind the bar, so no one had ever noticed that she had no reflection.
The third hit of tequila went down Theresa's throat. Clunk went the glass, bottom up on the bar. She looked to see if Deanna was through with her latest round, then held up three fingers so Randall could see her hailing him.
"That gives me something to work towards, then. Everyone should have a goal."
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on 2013-12-01 11:22 pm (UTC)Still, she hadn't resorted to asking 'You wanna fuck?', so she was a step ahead of her usual game. Just a single step, though.
She picked up the second shot glass, knocked back the contents while the DJ changed records in his booth above the writhing dancers. There was no mirror behind the bar, so no one had ever noticed that she had no reflection.
The third hit of tequila went down Theresa's throat. Clunk went the glass, bottom up on the bar. She looked to see if Deanna was through with her latest round, then held up three fingers so Randall could see her hailing him.
"That gives me something to work towards, then. Everyone should have a goal."