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    Apogée

    Story written on May 8, 2006 by ClosetDana.
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    Shane/Carmen Dana/Alice Bette/Tina Novel

    Her footsteps echoed in the damp parking garage as a stray cat scurried across the hood
    of a broken down Chevy in the vacant lot,

    ‘so many lazy bastards using the damn valet.’ She thought,

    Shane wet her lips and pulled in deep off the cigarette between her fingers. Feeling the
    nicotine buzz hit, she pushed the remaining smoke through her nostrils and smashed the
    butt on the side of her shoe, the Converse logo was nearly black with ashes from doing this
    so frequently.

    Tapping the trigger of her 12. gauge in the pocket of her short leather jacket, she flipped off the safety and let the weight settle between her thumb and finger.

    ‘Three minutes, room 212…Three minuets, in and out.’ Shane repeated her objectives like a mantra, not as a reminder just out of habit. She smoothed her white button-up shirt and adjusted her glasses, a simple comfortable outfit that still allowed her to blend in with the high-brow crowd

    She took the escalator to the main entrance, two floors up and walked toward the bar area. The hall was the picture of elegance, in case you weren’t convinced by the 1,000 dollar a night price tag. Long pillars ran from the marble floors to the high stucco ceilings, and abstract blood red couches lined the bar area where she took a seat. A rather young, but good-looking brunette bartender took her order, Shane ran short fingernails through shorter hair and sighed.

    "Bourbon on the rocks," she stared openly at the bartender swaying her hips as she walked away. As Shane pretended to be interested in "The Wall Street Journal" which she was definitely not interested in, the bartender sauntered back to her, drink in hand.

    "So you’re into stocks?" Shane smiled at her and swept over her body with darkened eyes, she definitely had Hispanic roots, 5’3′, athletic body, dark hair and brown eyes.

    "Not exactly," Shane only left it at that, she was interested in this woman but she was also on the job. The sexy bartender watched intently as Shane sipped her bourbon taking an ice cube in her mouth and sucking on it for a moment.

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    3. Okay, I’ll be honest, when I started reading it made me smile at how different the girls are potrayed and already started liking it, never reading the author. When I saw it was you DC I knew why I was liking it, now I love it. Please cont’ mate and I’ll read on…cheers!!

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