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Domino Effect, Chapter 1: Lies
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Pain had its own distinct aroma that always seemed to find
its way to her nostrils. The one with
dark eyes and blonde hair exuded it. Susan licked her upper lip, tasting it on
the air. One long deep breath and she took it in, tasting it on her delicate
palette, savoring it, not wanting to let it go.
With that pain, came power, if she chose to go that
route. With the power, came the control,
for some. Some allowed the pain to wash
over them, like the sea of release and abandonment; others conquered the pain,
taking it, holding it close like a lover, making it their own, claiming their
true selves.
Susan stepped from the back of the bar, eyes searching the
woman’s face, a glint flaring into her blue-as-the-sea eyes. Something was amiss in the world, and Susan
knew she’d be able to take full advantage of it soon.
~*~*~*~*~*
Tina had been wandering the streets for hours on end; her feet
ached, her back was in knots of nerves.
The endless questions seemed to batter her mind: why, Bette, why?
No answers came to her in the silence of her very own
mind. Instead she was left with more
questions, more pain, and more desperation with each step her feet took, her
body no longer in tune with her mind.
Perhaps they’d never been in tune.
She looked up to find herself at Twilight, a new club in
town, the hottest den of inequity there was.
Just what she needed: a stiff drink, ***** bodies to feast her eyes on,
distractions, she needed them. Bette
had her distraction; now she too needed hers. She made her way to the entrance;
a hulking bouncer stood at the door.
“Twilight is closed ma’am,” he said and Tina nodded. Of
course it was. It was midday. “The Lost
‘N Found is open,” he offered and Tina blinked, seeing the dark stairwell he
was pointing at. She moved closer, reading the sign that was hanging at the
entrance.
Enter here at your own risk. Alcohol is served – No drunkenness is allowed, or tolerated. Sexual acts are not allowed beyond this
point. Enter at your own free will, you
may leave without it.
~*~*~*~*~*
Tina hesitated at the top of the stairs. Shane had told her a little about the Lost
‘N Found, not in any great detail but enough that Tina knew it was a leather
bar, a club where what were euphemistically called “alternative sexual
practices” were explored. What
alternatives and to what extent, she didn’t know. How Shane knew so much about these places always made her wonder
about Shane. What am I doing here,
she wondered. Do I go down or go
back? Go back to what?
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What the hell is wrong with tina !!!!!!! I like it I think don’t turn her into a weirdo like jenny!!!!!!!!! Dose this tie in with the other post!!!