Post by quitethecanter on May 17, 2008 22:19:12 GMT -5
Samantha Anne Thompson.
Guys loved those three words, most girl's hated them.
Well? Sam couldn't really blame them. She was hot and she knew it. Tall and lean. Tan like she lived in Cali and a body of a supermodel. To bad she was taken by the most amazing guy on earth. David. But, and he knew it, that didn't stop her from clubbing, drinking, and flirting. It was just way to much fun to pass up.
As she sat at the bar of Vortex she could feel every man's eyes within 20 feet her looking her over. She smiled to herself as she downed another shot and got up for a dance. The floor was packed, the music blaring, and the crowd sweating. Lovely. Just the way she liked it, with a little twist of tension. As she started to swing her red dress covered body to the beat she felt the feeling of fingers trace her thighs and try to lift her dress. Quite gracefully she turned her head to see the sexy blue eyes of a guy about 6' 3".
"Your sure you want to do that?" she asked sweetly but vaguely coldly. The man stopped momentarily.
"Pretty damn sure sweetie."
"Okay ...." she drawled running her hand down the inside of his thigh until she found the point she was looking for, and it wasn't quite what he hoped she was looking for. With a quick jab the man was laying on the floor, left leg numb. There was one thing that most men didn't guess about this lithe seductress, she was excelled in multiple martial arts and at this point didn't even have t hit them to prove a point.
"Bitch......" he growled standing up "who do you think you are....I'm gonna beat you for that one darling, just you see."
She raised a flawless eyebrow at him. "Oh really? You sure you want to start somethin' with me boy? Okay, your balls on the line, not mine." she laughed coldly before nimbly giving him a swift kick to the kidneys and then dropping to sweep kick him to the ground. By this point the people around her had stopped and most of them had moved out of the way except for a few guys who still had the "kick ass girl's are hot" though branded in their minds.As he was lying on the cool floor she knelt beside him and put her knee by his neck, pick up is his arm and twisted gently. Before the hand had moved a half an inch he groaned .
"Okay, damn, okay. You got me."
"Smart boy, if you hadn't been so handsome I would have already dislocated your shoulder for messing with my brand new dress." she smiled wickedly as she got up. "Get the boy a scotch for his pain, tender, on me."
Guys loved those three words, most girl's hated them.
Well? Sam couldn't really blame them. She was hot and she knew it. Tall and lean. Tan like she lived in Cali and a body of a supermodel. To bad she was taken by the most amazing guy on earth. David. But, and he knew it, that didn't stop her from clubbing, drinking, and flirting. It was just way to much fun to pass up.
As she sat at the bar of Vortex she could feel every man's eyes within 20 feet her looking her over. She smiled to herself as she downed another shot and got up for a dance. The floor was packed, the music blaring, and the crowd sweating. Lovely. Just the way she liked it, with a little twist of tension. As she started to swing her red dress covered body to the beat she felt the feeling of fingers trace her thighs and try to lift her dress. Quite gracefully she turned her head to see the sexy blue eyes of a guy about 6' 3".
"Your sure you want to do that?" she asked sweetly but vaguely coldly. The man stopped momentarily.
"Pretty damn sure sweetie."
"Okay ...." she drawled running her hand down the inside of his thigh until she found the point she was looking for, and it wasn't quite what he hoped she was looking for. With a quick jab the man was laying on the floor, left leg numb. There was one thing that most men didn't guess about this lithe seductress, she was excelled in multiple martial arts and at this point didn't even have t hit them to prove a point.
"Bitch......" he growled standing up "who do you think you are....I'm gonna beat you for that one darling, just you see."
She raised a flawless eyebrow at him. "Oh really? You sure you want to start somethin' with me boy? Okay, your balls on the line, not mine." she laughed coldly before nimbly giving him a swift kick to the kidneys and then dropping to sweep kick him to the ground. By this point the people around her had stopped and most of them had moved out of the way except for a few guys who still had the "kick ass girl's are hot" though branded in their minds.As he was lying on the cool floor she knelt beside him and put her knee by his neck, pick up is his arm and twisted gently. Before the hand had moved a half an inch he groaned .
"Okay, damn, okay. You got me."
"Smart boy, if you hadn't been so handsome I would have already dislocated your shoulder for messing with my brand new dress." she smiled wickedly as she got up. "Get the boy a scotch for his pain, tender, on me."
