<strong>Character:</strong>Ellie "Pearl" Goddard<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fucking Gulch Basement Bar<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Nathan<br/><hr/><br/>Ellie was breathing hard and worried at her bottom lip as he looked her up and down, making her tingle in places she shouldn't. She liked the way he looked at her, though. Was that wrong? They never trained her on how to act when someone from her real life showed up. Everyone knew everyone in this town, so it was bound to happen eventually. Was she supposed to ignore him? Act like she didn't know him?<br/><br/>"Umm...thanks."<br/><br/>She smiled up at him almost shyly and then blushed crimson as he asked if she worked there. She nodded slowly and once again looked guilty.<br/><br/>"Yeah...yes, I do."<br/><br/>She was about ready to tell him her name was Pearl here when Amethyst spoke up. She didn't blame Vivienne. After all, Ellie had unintentionally stolen attention away from her, but it was natural. If you saw someone you knew in a brothel, wouldn't you react? Nathan couldn't be blamed for being human, and he hadn't walked away from her. Ellie had walked to them. Sighing, she smiled at Amethyst kindly and nodded.<br/><br/>"I know. I hadn't used my real name, but he's obviously not expected to know my name in here. I hadn't had a chance to tell him about the rules, and we weren't talking about our real lives...just acknowledging each other."<br/><br/>She was defending Nathan, and as she looked up at him, it was obvious she liked him a lot.<br/><br/>"It's best if we don't talk anymore about anything outside of here. Also, my 'name' is Pearl."<br/><br/>She smiled and bit her bottom lip before licking it and sighing.<br/><br/>"I...well, I can't really stand around and chat. We can really only spend time with the...customers if you...well, if you buy one of us."<br/><br/>She spoke softly, obviously assuming he wouldn't want to pay for her.<br/><br/>"So I should be going...."<br/><br/>She gave him one last longing look before turning away and trying to force herself to walk from him...although her steps were slow. She had become wet at the mere mention of him buying her. What would it be like to lie beneath him as he drove into her over and over again? Saying her name in that sexy accent of his, and watching her with his ice-blue eyes. He was extremely intelligent and very strong, so she had lusted for him for quite a while. She often had erotic dreams of him, and a few times had even considered walking down the hallway to his room and seeing if he felt the same way. She never had, though, and now she was stuck in this awkward situation.