<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C6E65K8UoAEtAgc.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Katie Reynolds (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13847310#msg13847310)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Knee length dress, showing almost an outrageous amount of cleavage, 4 inch spike leather boots. (https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C6E65K8UoAEtAgc.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel Ballroom, the bar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ruben,<strong>Open</strong>!<br/><hr/><br/>Noticing the small reactions in people had been something Katie had always been good at. It was part of her survival instinct she had always assumed. So when she saw the pieces fall together for Ruben about what she did she just smiled at him. It was easier to let the notion about porn slide gently into people's minds rather than shouting it from the tallest mountain.<br/><br/>Being called a<em>girl </em>was always something that made Katie happy. Though she had lived as a woman for ten years it was still something that she didn't expect. And especially not when someone knew what she was. It was more common to be called a<em>shemale </em>or<em>tranny</em>, but that was just words of her job. Something that put butter on her bread. She didn't dislike the words as so many of her sisters did, but it still warmed her deep down to to her core being called a<em>girl</em>.<br/><br/>Katie looked at her glass, "Trust me. I know all about hangovers. They are a bitch. And it's not easier when you, like me, are in a more or less perpetual state of PMS waiting to happen." She grinned. Though the hormones had done a wonder for her body they had their price, something she was always conscious about. "So, after two of those and the shots, I think that I'll hold back on the alcohol before dinner." She didn't want to reach for her phone to check the clock, "I think dinner's at five. But try to surprise me." She said with a smile, adding, "I'm a girl that love being surprised."<br/><br/>She studied the man that had been the focus of some of her fantasies back in high school. He was still handsome as hell. And though she knew she'd never have a chance with him - he had suggested as much several times over. She loved talking to him. "You know Ruben. We should totally hook up when coming back to LA. Though my schedule is usually quite tight I usually have at least one day off every week. I will make it my personal mission helping you get your own Greek God." She said with a smile.