<b>Re: !!!THE BUNKER: Sex &amp; Fetish Club!!! (NOW OPEN!)</b><br/><br/>Irma noticed the owner eyeing her body and she hid a grin behind her beer. She wouldn't mind having some fun tonight, especially if it got her a place to crash for the night. She was homeless now, and had been sleeping with various men she picked up at night clubs and staying at their apartments for a few nights, it was how she kept a roof over her head. (and she didn't mind the night club scene, either.)<br/><br/>Viktor snatched her fake id from her hands and she instinctively jumps forward a bit to try to grab it back - she didn't like anything of hers being taken from her. She flushed red at his toying question about the origins of the card, narrowing her eyes with a sense of calm aggression. He was fucking with her. Irma tried to keep how agitated she was hidden as best she could, settling back against the bar again and kicking out her boot-clad legs casually. "A man I met at a nightclub a while back... wouldn't you know how these things work, having a job like yours?" She tossed back, hoping but not expecting to get a rise out of the tall older man. He was obviously far more street smart than she, even if she had been -on- the street for almost a year now.  Come to think of it.. he was pretty attractive for a man his age, and obviously well connected. the girl's eyes danced across his figure, admiring the tattooed muscle found nearly anywhere she looked on his body.<br/><br/>"I'm sure you don't have a problem with a paying customer, do you?" She asked now, taking off her large jacket and slumping it over a barstool next to her. (She had already transferred her knife to the inside of her tight skirt, its cold blade now rubbed against her protruding hip bones. Her breasts were perky and round, perfectly shaped hemispheres with her slightly hardened nipples making a bump in the thin fabric of her shirt. "I mean, business has been tough in this part of town, has it not?" She was feeling a bit more in control already, she knew she had something to offer. "I think you could get going if you had the right advertising, though.." She nodded, adjusting her posture with a delicious swing of her hips. Irma definitely had enough experience to know how to get men interested, and this -was- a fetish club as well as a bar. "It's a shame there aren't more guests here to play with" she added, her blue eyes now fiery with intent, flashing to grab a hold of Viktor's gaze.