<div class="floatleft">(http://us.cdn4.123rf.com/168nwm/nejron/nejron0910/nejron091000038/5670638-mysterious-man-retro-portrait.jpg)</div><strong>Dark- Basement Lounge. Tagged: Amethyst and Indigo</strong><br/>A devious grin tugged at the corner of his mouth as Dark saw the very whore he was looking for bringing him a glass of water. She complimented him, but there was nothing behind it, almost reflexive as though she was saying "Bless You" after someone sneezed. Whores were such intriguing, beautiful creatures.<br/><br/>Dark offered Amethyst his arm as he made his way into the basement lounge. He was dismayed to see Doc not at the bar, though it would have been taboo to ask if he was alright. In fact, what he wanted from Amethyst might have been taboo as well.<br/><br/>"I don't usually come here on Sundays, but I was so curious to hear how your date with the bouncer went I couldn't help myself." Dark sneered as he made his way into the lounge. "So, I want to know everything, down to the last, dirtiest detail. I'll pay you to tell me, more if you do it down here, loud enough for him to hear you upstairs. Did he do that to your chest?"<br/><br/>Dark ran the back of his index finger lightly over Amethyst's chest where a fresh bruise was still forming. Just as he was beginning to feel the infectious pleasure of Amethyst's humiliation, he spotted Indigo, dressed exactly as he'd requested the other two should be in a week. Had she been expecting him? Down to the pigtails on her head. It was a common fantasy perhaps, but it threw him for a moment. He all but dragged Amethyst with him over to Indigo.<br/><br/>"Well, well, well Miss Indigo. Were you expecting me tonight?" Dark asked with a smile, his eyes journeying up and down Indigo's wonderful outfit. "I just came to hear this one's 'Pretty Woman' story, but now you've got my attention. Unlucky thing."