<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4c/Jules.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Juliette De La Montagne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215726.msg10601375#msg10601375) aka Kajun Kitten<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Richard, Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Back Room<br/><strong>When: </strong>Sunday, June 1st, 8pm-ish<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>black corset, leather mini, fishnets, stilettos, black fingerless gloves, and leather collar<br/><strong>Musical Inspiration:</strong>Nickleback - Something in Your Mouth (http://youtu.be/vt-UtzP1u1g)<br/><hr/>As it happened, the girl with the black-kitty mask was just moving away from the Little Girls' Room door when none other than her very own uncle walked in. A bit of a thrill went through her as it always did but it was hardly visible. The place wasn't so huge that it was hard to spot him, even standing off to the side as he was, and though her gaze continued to survey the room at large, she was already considering her options. For a moment she considered leaving him be just as she had the other times she'd spotted him here. She would always smile and be polite but generally she avoided any direct flirtation and didn't bother trying to purposefully entice him, mostly because she hadn't been ready for her secret to be discovered just yet. Oh, she'd kept an eye on the girls he liked to choose and kept her ears open for any potential gossip amongst the girls regarding him but she never asked directly and never spoke of knowing the man. Things like that had a way of getting around and the idea was to have information on him before he found out about her.<br/><br/>Despite knowing better though, Juliette found her gaze drifting back to the handsome man. He was almost pretty in his own way, that chiseled jaw and well kept physique calling out to her in her current mood and she had a sudden desire to see how much she could muss that perfect head of hair. A bad idea, but one that had admittedly crossed her mind before, fluttered at the edges of her consciousness before she turned away and instead made her way toward an empty seat. Perhaps if she'd caught wind of someone more likely to give her the sort of night she was accustomed to on Sundays she might have just left things alone altogether but given the current clientele present in the back room she doubted that was going to happen. Which meant the likelihood for trouble to brew was growing rather rapidly. She wasn't going home without getting off after all. Preferably more than just once.<br/><br/>The simmering and slightly devilish smile that had become almost like a trademark for the kitten appeared on her lips as she waved to a few folks here and there. Yet, with a sort of ease born of practice she deftly dodged any invitations for more than just a quick hello and perched herself in an open seat not too far away from Richard. The move had pulled her skirt a touch higher so when she crossed her legs it flashed the tops of her stockings but the Kitten hardly seem to notice. Instead, she cut her eyes over to Richard and flashed him a brief smile. She knew she wasn't his usual type but she'd caught his eyes on her a few times before and decided to leave things up to chance tonight.