"A back up?" The corner of my mouth quirks up- smart girl. She's learning my tricks. "Alright. I will ask around- but you gotta slow down, Silk. That last stuff was supposed to keep you for a couple weeks."
OOC: Fingers in every pie incoming.
"Fair enough." I agree. I haven't had much time with Janco outside of the infirmary- it'll be nice to share a drink with her. "You seen Metro? He was supposed to be here after therapy." I ask.
"Silk. Take a breath." I stand up, too. "Trojan left Trench. I don't know where he went." I sure as hell am not going to give her an advance.
OOC: Read Silk incoming.
I use her feedback for the newer girls, but sometimes she says stuff about the ones nearer to her level just to cut them down. They say stuff about her, too.
"Nope. You cleaned me right out." I say, honestly. Alright, I take a little pleasure in it…
I'm breathing heavy, not quite shaking, but not far off. I feel weak. "I want to sleep for a week." I tell her. "Besides, you shouldn't be telling me I can have beer now!"
I 'stand up' with most of my weight on my hands. I want to hit Janco, but I got no hands left. I grit my teeth and close my eyes for a second. I bend my elbows just a bit and settle onto my feet.
I don't wanna do it, but Janco isn't exactly going to take no for an answer. At least Metro's not here to watch me fall on my face. I get my hands up on that bar and try to steady myself, not really wanting to put any weight on my feet.
I'm too skinny for my height, but I doubt I'll ever get used to anyone but Metro picking me up.
I do ok with the stretching- I'm not whiney or anything. I know this is the easy part, so I chat back and forth with her. When we get to the real stuff…
"Anytime, dear." I smile. "You bring it out of me." I lay there for a little while, enjoying this. She's not going to be happy when I tell her I'm out of glass.
I light up another cigarette and offer her a drag.
I make a mental note to antagonize her after I'm out of this chair. "Fine." I say petulantly, not daring to provoke her more.
I'm not afraid of her, or physical therapy per say. I've seen it work wonders. Maybe I'm afraid I won't get back to where …
She really will do anything for me. And has. I bury my face in her chest and remember the first time I fucked her- it was a spiritual experience.
Normally I'd toy around with her for a while, but whats-her-name's fumbling earlier left me annoyed an…
I slide my other leg up on the bed and slide on top of her, sliding one hand up her leg, pushing her dress up. Awfully handy that I don't have any pants to get rid of...
I pull one shoulder of her dress down and trail a line of kisses from her shou…
"Fifth? Wow." I'm surprised by this. I know of Kiddo and Hump, obviously, and I'd heard of Simon, but I didn't know about the other. "Well, since you're older, try and take it easy. Drink plenty of water and get as much sleep as you can. Try and eat…
"It's never too early for Proper play..." I grin. Silk is one of my most-requested girls and not without reason.
I lead her by her chin and push her back on the bed. "You do?" I ask. "Go on then, beg." I tell her, sliding one knee up on the bed nex…
"He's doing ok. I'd like to wait until I can get out of this blasted chair as the surgery is likely to be long- a few hours, even with Janco assisting." I answer her. "I could do it now, but without mobility I'd be taking an unnecessary risk. It mig…
I smile at her first comment. "Maybe I want to play with you?"
I frown when she tells me about the glass. It was a good incentive for her for a while, but now it's a problem. I grasp her chin in my hand and look at her eyes. She'll be no good to me…
"Ollie may or may not remember. I doubt Janco would know." I start, discouraging Kiddo from digging into this in case it makes either of her parents uncomfortable. "Anything below 60% would be a conclusive no. Between 60% and 90% would be inconclusi…
The problem with naming a price is then people are sometimes willing to pay it, and I don't particularly want to sell Velour. In principal I wouldn't go in for that sort of thing- people owning other people- but in practice I do what I have to survi…
"They may be old, but they are mean old bitches. The ones around here just think they are." In truth the new Candies handle themselves alright, but I can't be seen to be admiring girls who don't work for me. "No deal then? Pity..."
"No, she did not." I reply, frowning. I'm going to have to take my show on the road soon- the acts are getting old and folks here aren't as free with jingle. "The real Candies or the imitation ones around here?" I ask, genuinely curious.
Quite an offer for a girl with middling talent. Still, four jingle now is less than she'd earn me in a year, and selling her would mean auditions. My nose crinkles up at the thought of this morning's girl.
"The problem with gas generators, is that …
"I'm not sure exactly how, but the child is a 99.46% match with Ollie." I could get into possibilities, but I'd rather not bring up anything that might trigger her. I wheel up a little closer and reach out for Zero's hand. If she doesn't take it, no…