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</div><b>Name: </b><a class="link link--internal" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fblackdahliaroleplaying.com%2Fthreads%2Fare-you-the-one-character-sheets.22364%2Fpost-354317&amp;hash=e7ba7f91f46234cbbba55bcd4c499ee9" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/threads/are-you-the-one-character-sheets.22364/post-354317">Sterling Bell</a><br/><b>Age:</b>30<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>Sat July 31 - Now Dark Outside<br/><b>Location: </b>The Bar behind Living Room<br/><b>Wearing: Shirt - </b>See Picture but with shirt opened all the way down |<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fencrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com%2Fimages%3Fq%3Dtbn%3AANd9GcRy-2q9D_qxMzVssrD1YBZrrgBA_ZaUfw5-VB7Iku8JFA8BfY5QJw-zG3_UshKblU7OVi4%26usqp%3DCAU&amp;hash=d5f0e26c9b0aaadba4e9ba371dcca561" href="https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRy-2q9D_qxMzVssrD1YBZrrgBA_ZaUfw5-VB7Iku8JFA8BfY5QJw-zG3_UshKblU7OVi4&amp;usqp=CAU" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Jeans / Shoes like this</a><br/><b>Logged in with:<br/>
Tagging:  </b>Hayley<a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="MonsterMistress" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">MonsterMistress</a>| Liam<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)"><i>Hey, hot stuff. When you're done with Mr. Football here, why don't you come give a real man a try."</i></span></b><br/><br/>"<b><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">Who in the fuck does this prick think he is?</span></i></b>" Sterling said to Hayley almost under his breath as his eyes turned to the direction of the arrogant ass-clown.<br/><br/><b><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">"My name is Sterling Bell and why don't you ask your mom what a real man is like, as she told me she wished you were half the man I was." </span></i></b>Sterling soon piped back not even giving the prick the time of day to even look his direction.  He was used to men who had to act tough to overcompensate for smaller things in their pants. He wasn't going to let this pretty boy prick ruin his night.  The best thing to do was to show him he wasn't going to be pushed around and just ignore the obtuse behavior.<br/><br/>Sterling was getting ready to escort his potential soul mate to the bedroom so she could change into something more appropriate for the turpitude that was unraveling before their eyes.  His eyes made brief contact with Antonio as he thought he just heard the latino yell out '<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"><b>on your knees and swallow</b></span></i>'?  Unsure of what he just heard, the tall, black male simply smiled, shook his head and raised his free hand up to briefly point at his intoxicated wingman to acknowledge how awesome the first night was going for the both of them.<br/><br/>Nonetheless, he learned just how intrepid Hayley could be as she openly thought out loud the best way to get her in the right mindset to join their peers. Thanks to their passionate kiss just moments ago, Sterling was already pretty excited in every possible way but just under the threshold to cause a tent to start to grow in his jeans. But he wasn't prepared for the most exotic thing he every could have dreamed Hayley would say to him on their first night together:<br/><br/><div style="margin-left: 20px"><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 102, 255)"><i>I could take the first shot and get drunk off of you, and then you can figure out what the hell to do with me</i></span></b>​</div><br/>In that moment, he couldn't help but to briefly look down to make sure he wasn't about to show the rest of the world how blessed he was in terms of his 3-piece appendage.<br/><br/>After taking a deep breath to reset the control he needed to have over his body, Sterling quickly regained his character and replied "<b><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">I think you're going to need at least two shots off of me to reach the level of hedonism the rest of our friends are currently enjoying.</span></i></b>" He teased before keeping his hand wrapped around hers and lead the two to large section of the bar that Myra had just vacated.<br/><br/>Sterling then let Hayley's hand free as he required both of his hands to move some bottles around before finding the last bottle of tequila.  He placed it on the bar just between their two frames before securing several lime slices and a salt shaker.  "<b><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">How do you want to take your first shot beautiful?"</span></i></b>He asked with his eyes gazing into hers like they were the only two in the room.