<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cf/3e/5e/cf3e5e4a939ee5be79c0e778cdfea794.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chrissa Lacie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13847394#msg13847394)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black/white halter dress with a pair of clear, high-heeled platform shoes (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a1/b2/92/a1b292b6e7de91153962ea8ffce78c72.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel Lobby | Bar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Baylee, Kaycie, Nate, open<br/><br/>Arm in arm, the feisty duo sauntered on into the ballroom.  Chrissa was stunned at how beautiful everything looked.  She had attended a number of fancy parties back in L.A., the adult entertainment world priding themselves on knowing how to throw a great party.  But this set-up might have put some of those to shame.   In short order, Chrissa found her name tag and placed it strategically above her left breast, as most of her upper chest and shoulders were bare.  Chrissa shot a smile back at Bay, her friend being equally impressed with the decor.<br/><br/>“Yeah, Juliet’s cool”.  Chrissa recalled the class valedictorian, how smart and beautiful she was.  Charming.  Sort of like that “all-american girl” that most everyone knew and liked in school.  She looked around at the numerous guests standing in proximity of the registration table, looking specifically for Juliet, thinking she would thank her for putting this all together.<br/><br/>“I don’t see her right at the moment, though”.  Still looking over the crowd of people gathered, Chrissa thought she saw someone she actually knew.  Kacie Rendro.  She was making her way to the far end of the ballroom, where it looked as though quite a few people were already huddled.<em>"Bet that’s where the liquor is",</em>Chrissa chuckled to herself.  Catching a glimpse of another familiar face, she felt a little jolt in her heart when she recognized who it was.  Nate Phelps.  Everyone and everything around her just sort of faded for a moment.  Chrissa watched him as he chatted with others in a small circle.  He looked amazing. And yes, why wouldn’t he?  He looked amazing in high school.  Or at least, Chrissa thought so.  All she could do was stare.  Thankfully, he was too busy to catch her eyeing him, (probably with her mouth gaped open, or even worse, saliva running down her chin).<em>"Get a grip of yourself, would ya Chrissa"</em>.  As Nate stood there casually chatting with others, he appeared confident and relaxed.  He looked taller than she remembered him to be.  A sudden tinge of guilt washed over Chrissa.  She had many regrets in her life, and Nate Phelps was one of them.<br/><br/>Her trip down memory lane was short-lived, as Bay was out of the gates and headed straight for the bar.  Chrissa had to walk fast just to catch up to her.<br/><em>“Good call, girlfriend.  Liquor now, talk later”</em>.  After seeing Nate, she could really use a stiff drink.<br/><br/>Chrissa smiled and nodded to unfamiliar faces as she and Bay made their way towards the small crowd of people hovered around the bar.  Her eyes locked onto Kay’s for just a second, and she smiled, giving her a little four-finger wave hello.  The next familiar face had Chrissa standing there looking like a deer caught in headlights.<em>Kat Reynolds? </em><em>What the…?</em>Did the gentleman she was talking with there at the bar win some sort of<em>porn lottery</em>, taking the hot porn star to the high school reunion as the prize?  What in the world was she doing here?  Kat was one of hottest and most sought after shemale porn star in adult films.  Chrissa had met her only a few times, and while they were congenial with one another, she really didn’t know her that well.  She wasn’t sure Kat would even remember meeting her back in L.A.<br/><br/>Baylee was fussing about her shoes, and Chrissa was thankful for the sudden distraction.<br/><br/>“Alcohol is good for numbing just about anything”, she assured her.<br/><br/>Taking the tequila from her bestie's hand, Chrissa clinked her shot glass to Bay's as she responded to her toast.  "Cheers, darlin'.  May nothing from our past come and bite us in the ass!"  She laughed before emptying her drink, tossing the amber liquid to the back of her throat.  She gave a slight grimace and bit into the lime wedge, the tequila burning most of the way down.  She handed the empty shot glass back to the bartender, asking for another.<br/><br/>“I see a few familiar faces”, she admitted to Bay, waiting for the bartender to re-fill her glass.  The night was already proving to be quite interesting, especially after seeing both Nate and Katie.  She would need a bit more of the bottled encouragement before striking up any conversations.  The bartender handed Chrissa her second shot.  "Here you are, milady".<br/><br/>The second one went down a bit easier and Chrissa began to feel more relaxed.  Emerald eyes slowly drifted back in Nate's direction.<br/>