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Katie had just arrived home from listening to Mr. Wad's street speech.HORMONES! He had yelled it straight into the crowd and it rang down the street. She couldn't deny that his loud explosion was what got her attention. Plus, Katie needed a nice dose of dick in her day to day activities. This would tide her over until dinner. Just then, the phone rang.
You again. She said, obviously annoyed at whoever was on the other end. I told you to stop calling here. I don't want to see you anymore.
Katie roughly put the phone back on the receiver.
Men.
HORMONES, Katie thought to herself, are exactly what got her into the mess with the guy that was now calling her every day. Couldn't a girl go out on the town with a couple of girls and NOT get hit on? Then, all of a sudden, it hit her. That's it! Katie gathered her coat and purse and stepped out of her apartment back onto the streets.
Sometimes a woman just needs a night out on the town with her girls. Besides the stress of every day work there is also the added annoyance of no one being able to remember her name. I'd like to invite ahhh, Katie averts her eyes from the gathered crowd for a quick moment, biting her lip trying to remember what whatshernamesnameis. Eventually she smiles and waves it off. I'd like to invite Whatsername to a night on the town with myself. And I have two words.
Las Vegas.
The shopping! The night life! The attractions, not just the buildings, I'm talking about the men in uniform on stage! All the alcohol one could ever imagine getting their hands on! The City of Sin has everything to offer a girls night out.
Katie pauses for a moment and takes a breath. When she gets excited about something (chippendale dancers), she starts to talk rather quickly
I'm getting ahead of myself. This would probably have to be a weekend trip, to get the full amount of relaxing and enjoyment out of it. We'd fly in on a Friday night and check in at The Flamingo. They'd be more then willing to give us one of their top suites. I know the guy that owns the place, I helped him out with his dick...Katie coughed. Excuse me, I helped him out with a ridiculous problem, he owes me one. The whole weekend will be covered, we wouldn't even have to raise a finger. Our wish is the city's command.
Saturday would be spent at the spa for all of the morning and some of the afternoon. Once we are primped, not pimped, and pampered we'll head over to the shopping district and find a few dresses that we'll slip into later that night. Something classy, but teasing.We'll be creative, remember this weekend we will be the ones seducing the men, not the other way around.
As for the rest of the nights festivities, well, Whatshername will just have to take me up on my offer to see what else I have planned for Whatsername's orgasmic weekend of bliss. But, I'll leave you with a sneak peak. Dancing, Drinking and Di...Katie coughed again. Excuse me! I must be coming down with something. Now where was I, oh, yes, dancing, drinking and dinner. Of course, not in that order. Sunday will be spent relaxing and getting back in shape to embrace the daily grind bright and early Monday morning. |
