<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Lacy stopped at the bar before greeting her guest. Since her boss expected the employees to bank tonight, the girl thought '<em>Why not get this fucker ripped out of his mind.'</em> Plotting that all that liquor would leave her client so relaxed, that by the end of thier session, she'd have to do practically nothing to get all of his cash. "I need a bottle of Everclear and an unopened bottle of Courvoisier." The bartender grinned. Setting the Everclear in front of Lacy. He went back to wiping classes and said lazily, "No cognac in stock sweety. Maybe he'll settle for some bourbon." He quikred his brow. Waiting irritatedly for her confirmation of the alternative. <br/><br/>"No thanks. But I'll take the Martell (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/87/Koniak_Martell.JPG/180px-Koniak_Martell.JPG) hiding behind you against the wall. Cheeky bastard." "Psh, forget it junior. That's VSOP. And the guy <em>you're</em> playing with don't have a wallet big enough to afford it. Run along." Lacy was young and nervous. But naivety and the word 'No' were two things she could rise above. "I was going to entice you with a cut of my profits tonight. But...okay." She wrapped her dainty fingers around the neck of the Everclear bottle and turned to leave. The bartender thumped his last wet glass down on the rubber mat and uttered, "Get back here." Lacy's brows were lifted innocently. "Yee<em>ee</em>s?" Her dimples peaking out as her wide grin urged him to speak.<br/><br/>"If you can pay for the bottle tonight...it'll be a miracle. You're cute, but maybe a little presumptuous. It'll be fun seeing you try. That's all." He held out the golden liquid floating in the premium bottle. Shooing her away like she was the biggest pest he'd ever encountered. "That wasn't so hard." She winked as she took the bottle. Smirking at his challenge. "Not only will I <em>pay</em> for this stinkin' bottle... I'll tip you out. That's how good I am." She held up a bottle and wagged it in a sort of wave as she walked away. The absinthe she took in the dressing room definitely giving her a big pair at the moment.<br/><br/>When she got to the table her client was at, Lacy put on a character she created in drama club. She didn't have a name for the character. But guessed it would be Cherry <em>now</em>. This girl Lacy had cooked up was overly perk, and full of innuendos. Something not too far fetched from herself. So it was easy to act out. Lacy held the two bottles of liquor up in front of her two breasts. "Hi...I'm Cherry. Someone told me you were <em>thirsty.</em> So <em>I'm</em> here to get you wet." Her blue eyes roved over the man in the booth. He wasn't unfortunate. Actually, he was kind of hot. Even his smile was sincere. "<em>Cherry</em>...I think I'm gonna have fun tonight." He said her name with a moan. Like he could taste her. Lacy was oddly pleased to hear it. She walked into the booth on her knees. Still holding the bottles of alcohol in both hands. Her dramaticly curled hair bouncing as she moved.<br/><br/>"Who can think with so much stuffy clothes on?" Lacy gingerly put the bottles on the table and yanked the knot of the AIG guy's tie loose. Taking it off him fully, she draped it around <em>her</em> neck. Still facing the AIG guy, she climbed over him, sitting on the table top. Her legs semi spread. Her red fishnets reflecting it's color onto the empty glass she slide between her. Securing the glass between her thighs. She pealed the seal of the Martell opened. "Uncork it for me?" Lacy held out the metal piece and the cognac. She watched the man pop the bottle open with ease. Lacy promptly took it away from him. Pouring some of it into the glass. His hands caressed her hips, then went to her inner thighs. Opening them wider. He only took the glass from between her. <br/><br/>The night was off to a good start for her. The character she had created was doing exceptional in the sex kitten department. After letting the guy settle in, she stood on the table. There was a smaller version of a dance pole. Like the one Malika was dancing on. Lacy strutted 'round it. Taking care not to knock over any of the glass items. Fittingly  Usher's, "Love In This Club" (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZqqY07OZWps) came on just as she started her dance.</span><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee80/One_Way/Home/normal_black010.jpg)</div>