Get Rich Or Cry Trying
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				Title: <strong>Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>18-05-2019, 20:19:54</strong>
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				The evening air was pleasantly cool as the various guests arrived in cars in a variety of different colours: Sports cars, limousines and the typical black cars that businessmen liked to be ferried around in. A line of hotel staff stood ready just through the front door taking coats and offering tickets, a smile on each of their faces.<br><br>Upon entry the guests were lead into a large reception room that shone brightly with golden light from the twinkling fairy lights and gold plated decorations that seemed to be everywhere.<br>Most of the floor had been cleared Apart from two very long tables at the east and west walls of the room, the east side table covered in fancy finger foods and champagne glasses whilst the West side table was covered in an assortment of items that had been donated by the various guests.<br><br>Daniel Baxter smiled warmly at each of them as the guests walked in. He shook hands with each of the men and charmingly kissed the hands of every woman. The few children in attendance all got a grandfatherly pat on the shoulder or a hair ruffle "welcome, welcome" he said Jovially as they came through and made a bee line to the food or Alcohol.<br><br>Mr Baxter allowed an hour of mingling with the guests and idle chat before he made his way to the back of the room where a small platform and microphone were waiting for him. He coughed loudly into the microphone to get the guests attention.<br>"Well now, I'd like to start by thank you all for coming to my annual grand charity Gala. This year your money will go towards the funding of thousands of homes to be built in various third world countries across the globe so you'll all be able to return to your beds this evening knowing you've helped many people" he smiled warmly again.<br><br>"In a few short minutes we shall be asking our beautiful single ladies and dashing single men to join me on stage so we can pair you off for some dancing and then at the end of the evening we will announce the winning tickets for the thirty fabulous prizes that have been so generously donated for the evening" <br><br>"For now though please enjoy some more food and drink and the fun will begin shortly"<br><br>(http://top10for.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/Hottest-Male-Models-of-All-Time1.jpg)<br><br>Nathan clapped along with the rest of the guests as the Elderly benefactor of the charity Gala stepped down from the stage and rejoined the crowd. This year seemed to be an even bigger success than the last Nathan decided with a small smile, he would have to thank Mr Baxter for the invite this time. The previous year he hadn't had the opportunity.<br><br>He found his way over to the food table and took a small bite sized cracker covered in salmon and feta cheese and then a glass of champagne. The guest list seemed to be pretty incredible this year too and Nathan saw several faces of people he would love to talk to. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>18-05-2019, 21:10:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/16400000/Emily-Deschanel-bones-16441303-400-486.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Charlotte Delaware<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing </strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Gucci</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://www.ft.com/__origami/service/image/v2/images/raw/https%3A%2F%2Fs3-eu-west-1.amazonaws.com%2Fhtsi-ez-prod%2Fez%2Fimages%2F1%2F0%2F8%2F1%2F1191801-1-eng-GB%2Fmain_c70e2bce-0a20-4777-abd8-fa84f5bdee2b.jpg?height=930&amp;dpr=1&amp;format=jpg&amp;source=htsi)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong> open<br><br><hr><br>Lottie sat in the back of the family limousine not even bothering to break the awkward silence between her and her parents. Lottie hadn't spoken to Daddy since her birthday two months ago when he had inexplicably cut her off. Now Lottie was supposed to "support herself" and she was expected to handle these things called bills? The brunette looked down at her very expensive and perfectly manicured nails, these were not the hands of a worker! They were suited to shopping and enjoying fine cuisine.<br><br>Even though things in the Delaware house were less the perfect her socially elite parents still expected her attendance at gathering such as the one tonight. The only reason she had agreed was because of the promise of rich, single men who happened to be in attendance. Single men who she knew would only be to delighted to continue to pay for&nbsp; her frivolous life style. Being without the latest fashion in clothes and accessories was simply unlivable! Another reason to not talk to daddy was the fact she was wearing last season's dress....LAST SEASON!!<br><br>Lottie was humiliated and could only hope her circle of friends wouldn't say anything....even though she knew she would have done if it had been one of them. The car pulled up at the house and the family emerged for their car. They climbed the steps into the building and made their way to the&nbsp; reception room. After exchanging plesentries with the hoast. Lottie made a beeline for the free champagne.<br>Not only was it easier to socialize with a drink in one's hand it was also the perfect spot for some treasure hunting...the night was young and Lottie planned to use every minute to her advantage.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>19-05-2019, 13:07:01</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/Hot_football_guy.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Cam Wheeler<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing </strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Cam_Party.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong> open<br><br>&nbsp;A hellayella Jeep Rubicon pulled to the curb in front of the gala. The young man behind the wheel checked his reflection in the rear view mirror before climbing out and tossing the keys to the valet. “Be careful with it. I just bought it this morning.”&nbsp; His hands brushed at his black and dark red suit smoothing it out as he stood in front of the large hall taking it all in. He was not really all the nervous. Being in the Green Room during the NFL Draft and having to walk out on stage in front of thousands of screaming fans after being picked first overall had been much more nerve wracking. Especially the days leading up to it. The talking heads had been having a field day with him. He is too short, they said. Too small to handle the big hits of the pro game they claimed. He was good but not good enough to pick number one overall they cited, looking for every reason not to draft him and any reason to break him down. In the end none of it had mattered and he was a number one draft pick with the huge salary that came with it. Now it was up to him to pay the team back for taking a chance on him and up to him to prove all the so called experts wrong. <br><br>&nbsp;Tonight was not about football, however. Tonight was about getting out and mingling, getting to know the town and all the key players. The movers and shakers. It was about making connections for his newly formed charity the Wheeler Foundation. He was here to put forth a good image and have a little fun and if was really lucky he just might get laid to boot. He had certainly seen several lovely ladies entering the gala so he figured his chances were good. <br><br>&nbsp;After greeting the host and wondering around a bit he made his way over toward the food and drink tables on the east end of the room. He was not much into the fancy looking hors d’oeuvres preferring a nice juicy cheeseburger or a cheesy, greasy slice of pepperoni pizza. Truth be told he did not care much for champagne either, but it was better than nothing. He scooped up one of the glasses and brought it to his lips as he checked out the other attendees. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>19-05-2019, 21:58:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/16400000/Emily-Deschanel-bones-16441303-400-486.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Charlotte Delaware<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing </strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Gucci</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://www.ft.com/__origami/service/image/v2/images/raw/https%3A%2F%2Fs3-eu-west-1.amazonaws.com%2Fhtsi-ez-prod%2Fez%2Fimages%2F1%2F0%2F8%2F1%2F1191801-1-eng-GB%2Fmain_c70e2bce-0a20-4777-abd8-fa84f5bdee2b.jpg?height=930&amp;dpr=1&amp;format=jpg&amp;source=htsi)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong> Cam, Nathan (M), open<br><br><hr><br>Glass of bubbly in hand the female scouted the food table and she wasn't simply taking in the exquisite fair laid out but also the eye candy standing around it. Her eyes landed on a tousle headed male, her eyes roamed his body freely. Hair, well kept check, Eyes, aesthetically pleasing and appearing to be a lovely shade of green perhaps blue. Check, physic was pleasing to the eye. Lottie carried on her mental checklist. She might be in need of a man to keep up her lifestyle but he still had to be good enough to stand next to her! The brunette was about to make her way towards him when another male arrived at the table.<br><br>Lottie's eyes took him in, she skittered back to her first choice and then took in the second male again. The second male was sharply dressed and the cut of the suit showed an extremely well built body beneath it. Lottie frowned she was certain she had seen his face before, but where?! There was only one thing to do. Casually picking up a plate she began made her way down the table every now and then picking up a morsel of food until she stood practically next to the handsome stranger. "Mr Baxter had outdone him self this year. Don't you think?" She asked him casually turning back to the room of milling guests. Lottie popped a small Tarte into her delicate mouth as she awaited the man's response.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>21-05-2019, 11:00:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/Hot_football_guy.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Cam Wheeler<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing </strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Cam_Party.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong> Charlotte , Open<br><hr><br>&nbsp;Cameron had just raised the thin glass champagne flute to his lips intending to drain the last vestiges of the bubbly when he spotted an angel dressed in one of the most outlandishly elegant dresses he had ever seen. Starting from the sweeping hem decorated in a leafy motif his gaze drifted slowly up the peach garment that managed to both hide the figure beneath and reveal oh so much all the same. Thar same sapphire gazed lingered perhaps a tad longer than was considered proper at the point where the peach tone of the dress blended into the creamy smoothness of her bare flesh. By the time his stare reached the woman’s gorgeous flowing tresses the temperature in the room had risen considerably along with his heart rate. <br><br>&nbsp;The young man set his now empty glass on tray of a server who was passing by and watched Charlotte’s approach. Grabbing a plate of his own he looked over the various tidbits of food finally settling on a few Pomegranate Goat Cheese Crostini, some avocado deviled eggs and some blackened shrimp on chilled cucumbers. As she broke the ice his eyes were drawn to her delicate fingers. As he watched her bring the tangy tart to her equally delicate looking lips he subtly rolled his tongue over the inside of his lower lip. Cam had seen his share of smoking hot women thanks to being a high profile athlete, but this one…Damn she was in a league of her own.<br><br>&nbsp;“I’ll take your word for it,” he smiled at her. “This is my first time at one of these things.” He extended his hand “I’m Cameron, but my friends call me Cam.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mature Desires</strong> on <strong>22-05-2019, 18:30:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://scontent-sea1-1.cdninstagram.com/vp/cfe0260d2f565abf7d686aab6d2fd9ee/5D6E49CA/t51.2885-15/e15/11378758_1627561807497115_1584590074_n.jpg?_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.cdninstagram.com&amp;ig_cache_key=MTA0OTg1MDczNzg5MTIwNDcxOA%3D%3D.2)</div><strong>Name</strong> Carmella Mancioni<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing</strong><br>Dress (https://media.glamour.com/photos/56958db38fa134644ec2c7dc/master/w_1600,c_limit/fashion-blogs-slaves-to-fashion-2011-11-01-1102donatella-versace-high-heels_fa.jpg)<br>Clutch (https://www.dhresource.com/0x0s/f2-albu-g6-M01-F3-5F-rBVaR1tDKNuAUMQ_AAKFWbPvDvQ990.jpg/woman-evening-bag-diamond-rhinestone-hand.jpg)<br>Heels (https://di2ponv0v5otw.cloudfront.net/posts/2018/10/02/5bb3c4ac1b3294eaddb93dd1/m_5bb3c5378ad2f9bd25040556.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Charlotte , Cam, Nathan, Open<br><hr>Carmella glanced out of the tinted window of the Aston Martin that pulled up to the valet. She waited for the door to open and she took a deep breath. This was it, probably her best chance at finding someone to help her from not becoming homeless and poor. Carmella had spent half of what she had left in her bank account on renting a driver and the expensive car to taxi her to the event. She had decided on a special Versace dress she had been given when she had once met Gianni Versace and had been given the dress as a gift. Carmella had treasured it and only worn it twice. She had found some matching heels and a clutch along the years that went well with the dress. She was glittering that was for sure and it helped bring more attention her way. Things were getting tight and she had not been able to speak to her father or mother in several months. Both of her parents were facing serious fraud charges and their entire fortune was frozen and under investigation. Luckily with Carmella living in America there was no connection or involvement of her. Unfortunately it had put her in a predicament of having to fend for herself for once. The bills were piling up and with all of her credit cards maxed out she was down to her last few hundred dollars. It would barely last her the next few days as she would be unable to control her compulsions to spend more and more. Carmella shook those fleeting thoughts out of her mind and focused on putting on her best smile and hoping she could find a suitable man. Judging by the other guests arriving they all seemed to be well off and at least one man inside must be single she thought to herself.<br><br>Carmella made a few poses for the paparazzi standing around snapping pictures of those arriving. Carmella's name didn't have the same status it did back home in Italy. Making her way into the event it was surprising to see how many had already shown up. Holding her clutch purse close to her she eyed the table of food and drink. Free.. she thought, a word Carmella had started noticing more and trying to take advantage. Becoming a regular person was a hard change and Carmella didn't like it. She believed women as beautiful as her should be looked after and have no concerns other than looking good for her man. Carmella walked over to the table and picked up a flute of champagne. Taking a sip she looked down the table at two young men, one who had spoken earlier and the other a very well built man were chatting with a lady around Carmella's age. Strutting over to the three standing and talking Carmella spoke up abruptly to the one with the beautiful blue eyes "It is so nice to feel like we are helping those less fortunate!!" she said in her thick Italian accent. <br><br>Carmella eyed the other woman making a mental note to watch this one. She had a feeling this woman was looking for something similar to her and they needed to stake their claims in who they were after. Carmella hoped there was enough men to share around with the hungry women, but she was not afraid to fight for one. If desperation could be seen Carmella would be drenched in it. "Hi I am Carmella.. Nice to meet you.. what made you come out to an event like this? Looking to make a sizable donation?" she asked Nathan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>23-05-2019, 14:58:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/16400000/Emily-Deschanel-bones-16441303-400-486.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Charlotte Delaware<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing </strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Gucci</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://www.ft.com/__origami/service/image/v2/images/raw/https%3A%2F%2Fs3-eu-west-1.amazonaws.com%2Fhtsi-ez-prod%2Fez%2Fimages%2F1%2F0%2F8%2F1%2F1191801-1-eng-GB%2Fmain_c70e2bce-0a20-4777-abd8-fa84f5bdee2b.jpg?height=930&amp;dpr=1&amp;format=jpg&amp;source=htsi)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong> Cam, Carmella, open<br><br><hr><br>Lottie could feel the heat of Cam's gaze and she smiled to herself. She observed him picking up a few delicacies from the table and noticed his selection of goats cheese, with deviled egg and shrimp. The foodie in her wanted yell at him for the cross over of three such unique tastes but she kept her opinion on food to herself for now. Once she had him in her clutches she could teach him food appreciation. Her thoughts interrupted as the gentleman answered her question. <strong>"I'll take your word for it,This is my first time at one of these things.”</strong>. He smiled at her and the brunette was pleased to see how defined his features became when he did so. Oh yes this one would be a catch!<br><br>Introductions followed and Lottie placed her manicured hand lightly in his. The way she did so, slipping her fingers over his palm encouraging him to turn his palm from a handshake into an offer for her hand. The elegant arc of the back of her hand presented to him offering him a kiss of it should he be inclined. "Charlotte Delaware, charmed to make your acquaintance." Lottie responded.&nbsp; Just then the pair were joined by a third. An unknown woman who rudely inserted herself into their conversation.<br><br>Lottie turned slightly hand still within Cam's to assess the female. Like her, she had a gorgeous figure and when she spoke the woman had a mesmerizing Italian accent. Lottie shot daggers at the woman but kept a pleasent smile on her face as this Carmella introduced herself. "Nice to meet you." She said in a polite clipped manner. Glancing casually around for some way to remove this rival from the scene as soon as possible. Lottie didn't know how she knew but the woman appeared to giving of the same desperation she herself felt in trying to find a rich single man. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>23-05-2019, 21:12:38</strong>
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				(http://top10for.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/Hottest-Male-Models-of-All-Time1.jpg)<br><strong>Name</strong> Nathan Prior<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://4.imimg.com/data4/QC/HR/MY-17011330/55-500x500.jpg)</div></div><strong>Tagging</strong> Carmella, open<br><br><hr><br>Nathan had been surveying the room for anyone he knew, sipping lightly on his champagne at the time, a few acquaintances milled about but they didnt catch his eye or have anything he was interested in.<br><br>The first person to catch his interested was Cam Wheeler. He had recently been Drafted first in the NFL which was unusual for someone who played his position. The kid had potential, or so the sports broadcaster said. Nathan had taken to basketball far more than what the Americans called football but he figured with a few more years of experience under his belt, Cam would sell a biography quite well.<br><br>A beautiful young woman approached the newly famous athlete and started to make conversation to which the young man responded well. He was eating another salmon covered snack when a richly Italian accent&nbsp; alerted him that he was no longer alone at the table. He turned and saw a second beautiful young lady in a very sparkly silver dress with matching bag and shoes. <br>The girl introduced herself as Carmella and with a small smile Nathan shook her hand.<br>"Nice to meet you Carmella, I am Nathan" his own British accent clashed interestingly with hers and he found that they didnt sound off together.<br>"I am making a donation, I cant forget that I am one of the lucky ones and that there is plenty of good that can be done with a little money" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>24-05-2019, 23:38:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/Chef_nic.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Nick Cheng<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing </strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img2.chinadaily.com.cn/images/201801/13/5a5986d0a3102c3949cfe862.jpeg)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong> Nathan, Carmella, Charlotte, Cam, Open<br><br><hr><br>Nick was a little surprised when he was first approached with this catering job.&nbsp; He was essentially doing it for free (any money made went toward expenses such as ingredients and staff wages) and even made a sizeable donation on top of that, but this job came with an amazing opportunity.<br><br>"Alright, last order!" Nick exclaimed as he and his staff of caterers finished up the last tray of food to be served at the event.&nbsp; Fortunately, the location already had a very well-equipped kitchen, so there wasn't much setting up needed for this job.&nbsp; The menu this time around was a lot more... variant than he was used to, however, as he and his staff had to prepare hors d'oeuvres that ranged from salmon and feta cheese crackers to avocado deviled eggs to blackened shrimp.&nbsp; He wondered briefly if he should've kept the menu a little shorter this time around.&nbsp; Still, he had received nothing but positive feedback ever since the first tray of food left the kitchen.&nbsp; He did catch a few mistakes here and there as he was plating and expediting, but for the most part... service went well.&nbsp; As the last tray of hors d'oeuvres was completed, Nick turned to his staff and shouted, "Alright!&nbsp; Last tray complete.&nbsp; Good job, everybody.&nbsp; Time to turn 'em off and clear down."<br><br>Of course, work may be pretty much over for the staff, but for Nick... well... there was a reason why Daniel Baxter had hired a celebrity chef for this event.&nbsp; The last tray of cheeseburger sliders complete with Parmesan cheese and Caesar salad left with the servers as Nick prepared to change into cleaner clothes.<br><br>Once he had changed into more appropriate attire for attending the event as a guest as opposed to a chef, he entered the large reception room just in time to hear Mr. Baxter's speech.&nbsp; As soon as Baxter was done with the speech, Nick went up to him to greet him and ask him what he thought of the food.&nbsp; Mr. Baxter smiled and shook his hand before proceeding with the small talk.&nbsp; So far, it seemed like everyone was enjoying it, which was good news.&nbsp; After being encouraged by Mr. Baxter to go out and mingle with the guests, Nick proceeded to do just that.<br><br>As Nick made his way through the large reception room, he noticed a familiar face in the crowd.<br><br>"Hey, Nathan!" Nick walked over to greet his friend, who had been giving him business advice ever since he started gaining popularity.&nbsp; He noticed that his friend was with a group of other guests: Two women and a man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mature Desires</strong> on <strong>27-05-2019, 17:40:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://scontent-sea1-1.cdninstagram.com/vp/cfe0260d2f565abf7d686aab6d2fd9ee/5D6E49CA/t51.2885-15/e15/11378758_1627561807497115_1584590074_n.jpg?_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.cdninstagram.com&amp;ig_cache_key=MTA0OTg1MDczNzg5MTIwNDcxOA%3D%3D.2)</div><strong>Name</strong> Carmella Mancioni<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing</strong><br>Dress (https://media.glamour.com/photos/56958db38fa134644ec2c7dc/master/w_1600,c_limit/fashion-blogs-slaves-to-fashion-2011-11-01-1102donatella-versace-high-heels_fa.jpg)<br>Clutch (https://www.dhresource.com/0x0s/f2-albu-g6-M01-F3-5F-rBVaR1tDKNuAUMQ_AAKFWbPvDvQ990.jpg/woman-evening-bag-diamond-rhinestone-hand.jpg)<br>Heels (https://di2ponv0v5otw.cloudfront.net/posts/2018/10/02/5bb3c4ac1b3294eaddb93dd1/m_5bb3c5378ad2f9bd25040556.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Charlotte , Cam, Nathan, Nick, open<br><hr>Carmella noticed the fake smile on Charlotte's face. She could see through her that things could get competitive. Carmella nodded at the other woman and put her own biggest fake smile back at her. Turning her attention to Nathan she grinned at him "Is nice to meet you.. It's so nice to see someone so young have such a big heart for those less fortunate.." her hand made its way onto his chest in a playful manner&nbsp;and she moved closer to him letting her perfume create an alluring aroma. Carmella smiled at Nathan "So what is you do?" she asked curious to figure out what profession he had. The gears in Carmella's mind were already turning wondering how much this man made as well as hoping he was as generous with the women in his life as he seemed to be with supporting good causes.<br><br>Things seemed to be going well and she definitely found Nathan's British accent sexy. There definitely seemed to be a few very attractive bachelor's. If any more came Carmella was going to have a hard time choosing who to go after. She also had to play it cool and not come across as too desperate. It was the first time she was really trying to seek out a man, usually she had no problem having them come to her, but this crowd of people were at another level and Carmella had to play her cards right to ensure she got what she wanted.<br><br>Carmella was about to say something else when she heard someone call out Nathan's name. She turned to see a young Asian male approach. He was quite cute in his own way and if things didn't work out with Nathan she definitely had eyes out for this newcomer. Leaving Nathan momentarily to get some food while he caught up with his friend, Carmella picked up an hors d'oeuvres&nbsp;plate and began to select various things from the extravagant spread. She returned near Nathan and flashed him and the Asian man a smile as she took a few bites of the blackened shrimp and avocado eggs. "Wow they did excellent job catering this event!" she said to Nathan unaware that the one who had helped create all these delicious foods was standing next to Nathan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Get Rich Or Cry Trying</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>06-06-2019, 11:41:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/Hot_football_guy.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Cam Wheeler<br><strong>Location</strong> Baxter charity gala<br><strong>Wearing </strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Cam_Party.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Tagging</strong> Charlotte , Carmella, Nate, Nick <br><hr><br>Cam felt a rush of adrenaline as Charlotte's fingers brushed over his. Though no stranger to big parties and gatherings and definitely no stranger to having hot women fawning over him, he was still fairly new to the game and it took him a moment to register the slight tilt of her hand and what was expected of him. After a moment he raised her hand and with a slight lowering of his head placed a soft, gently kiss just above the webbing between her thumb and pointer finger. His lips burned with invisible heat as he took a second to savor the faint taste of her hand cream mixed with her natural flavor. He was not really sure what a woman was suppose to taste like, but he imagined Charlotte tasted better than most. <br><br>&nbsp;He was about to ask if she was from around here, when another gorgeous woman came over to introduce herself. <em>Jeez, they must grow hot women on tree here in New York,</em> he thought finding her Italian accent particularly alluring. Still holding on to Charlotte's hand he smiled at the other woman and introduced himself. <br><br>"Cameron Wheeler. A pleasure to meet you Carmella." <br><br>&nbsp; Cam could sense the animosity between the two women. Their silent threats were were not a quiet as they might have hoped. It left him feeling a bit caught in the middle. Both women were super hot with super model figures. And both were obviously used to getting what they wanted. There was also something else, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Maybe it was because he had been around it for most of his life. Competitiveness. He was saved by a ruggedly handsome guy with a British accent, who seemed to draw the Italian woman's attention away from him. A moment later an Asian dude came over greeting the Brit, whom he had obviously already met.<br><br>Realizing he had yet to let go of Charlotte's hand he favored her with a another smile&nbsp; and let go. Extending the hand in greeting to the other guys he introduced himself. "Hey guys. Cam Wheeler. Nice to meet you both." <br><br>After a moment he turned back to the lovely Brunette. "I'd offer to buy you a drink, but since they are free..." He shrugged and smoothed the back of his head with his right hand. "So are you form New York?"
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