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| A day in the life of a Sexy Captain | Started by: Eyzlee on May 22, '08 04:06 |
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Pushing the covers off herself as the morning sun streamed through her window, Eyzlee sat up in bed. She stretched both of her arms in front of her, above her head and to each side of her body. When her right hand didn't fall on the comfort of her bed, but instead a body she let out a little yelp. Simba, her body guard knocked on the door and Eyzlee covered herself. He leaned his head in and quietly asked if everything was alright. She nodded as she remembered the activities of last night. Finding strange men in her bed the next morning was nothing new for the Captain of Philly. Eyzlee couldn't help that she was so sexy. Eyzlee shoo'd Simba out and left the strange man in her bed as she exited to her shower. She found Simba in the kitchen after she had applied her make-up and put on an outfit. Pouring herself some coffee she asked Simba to pull the car around and get Ariel on the phone for her. As she entered her home office, which was a life saver sometimes, the beeping off her phone was there to greet her. Picking it up she heard Ariel's voice on the other end. Eyzlee told her trusted friend and associate to meet her at their favorite coffee shop. Seeing Ariel near the window reminded Eyzlee of when they were young mafioso's running around the city. Eyzlee had been married to Santino, but Santino was sleeping with Ariel behind Eyzlee's back. It was this whole crazy love triangle. In the end Santino ended up with a bullet, and Ariel and Eyzlee became closer friends. So who did you wake up next to this morning? Ariel asked with a grin as Eyzlee took a seat at the table. The waitress came around and she ordered a cup of Joe with two sugars. She continued to ignore the question with a smile Finally some nice weather we are getting. Eyzlee said as she gazed out the window at the cars passing sipping her coffee. After breakfast, which consisted of coffee - a girl has to keep her figure some how, Eyzlee and Ariel both got into Eyzlee's car. On the way to the HQ downtown Philly they had Simba stop at a few 7-11's where they picked up a little extra cash. Arriving at the family's HQ, Eyzlee stopped into Number's office and then AngelicalDeath's. She dropped a cup of coffee off for both of them and picked up any work that needed to be done. Eyzlee crossed the street and walked into her own HQ. As she strolled down the hallway towards her office she could hear Ariels voice. Opening the door she found Ariel quizzing down a man that sat in one of the uncomfortable, sterile chairs visitors sat in. Ariel I told you my office is off limits for your...um...clients. Eyzlee smirked as she ignored the strange young man and put all the files she had collected onto her desk. After fanning them all out she gave her full attention to the intruder that had gotten Ariel in a huff. What can I do for you sir? The man looked from Eyzlee to Ariel, back to Eyzlee. Obviously he was nervous and could barely speak with Ariel still in the room. Ariel took the hint and excused herself from the room. Well I'd like a spot in your crew. He barely mumbled it off his tongue and half the words sounded like they came from a very drunk bum. Honestly, where did these people come from Eyzlee thought to herself as she took a deep breath and collected her polite words. Tell me something sir, if you had walked into a job and asked straight out if you could work there what do you think they would say? Nothing, exactly, they'd laugh at you. Now stop wasting my time and sell yourself to me, tell me why I should let you into my crew. OK so there was a slight tone in her voice, but Eyzlee thought she had a good curve to it to encourage him to continue. Guess not, as the man stood up from his seat, tipped his hat and flew out of the office before she could even tell him to have a nice life. Some people just weren't cut out to be in this type of work. Turning back to her paper work Eyzlee got down to business. The day turned into a bit of a blur as her members came in and out asking questions or dropping off more paper work. Her hand cramped at least three times to write out pay off checks, she skipped lunch and when she finally had time to relax Eyzlee's flight to Vegas was about to leave. She quickly picked up some drugs in a back alley and caught a cab to the airport. Again Eyzlee caught a cab from the Las Vegas airport down to the strip. She found a few drug lords and sold her drugs. She felt bad as she picked up some heroin for a very nice price, the heroin business seemed to be not doing so well on the west coast. It was the opening week for Fire and Ice. The place was swarming with people, mostly men, but a few girls hung off their boyfriends around the bar and the dancing floor. Eyzlee entered in through the back door and quickly changed into some evening wear. High heels, short dress, hair curly. She wasn't dancing tonight, but a girl never needed a reason to look good. While in the back Eyzlee made a few phone calls from the office. The night was young, so she wasn't surprised when none of the girls picked up their phones. Out dancing, seducing rich men for all their money, selling drugs or helping bring that freshly dead body out to the swamps. She left them each a message telling them that she'd have a schedule up soon and that they should check out the hottest new club in Vegas. Finally she exposed herself to the group of people in the bar. Eyzlee relieved one of the waitresses from her duties, taking her tray and telling the young girl to get some food. Speaking of food, she was starving. Hopping back into the kitchen she ordered a light salad. Back out at the bar she picked up drinks and brought them out to the waiting customers. A few hours flew by, the work was hard, but it was a nice change from sitting behind a desk for hours. She only had one incident with a very large, greasy business man. He decided to get a little to touchy feely and grab her ass. It was the last time he was doing that. Eyzlee poured her drink on him and took out the little hand gun she hid in her garter. She pressed herself and the gun into him. If I ever catch you touching me or any of my girls again I'll make sure the cops never find your body. She snarled into his ear and snapped for the bouncer to throw the guy out. After Eyzlee's shift was over she got down to the fun business. Again she made phone calls in the back office, but this time to one of the lavish hotels. She needed a suite for the night, there was no way she'd be flying back to Philly. Still in her dancing attire, Eyzlee picked up a few drinks for herself at the bar and moved herself to the dance floor. |
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Great story there Ms. Eyzlee. Quite the interesting life you lead, (too say the least). It's so tough being sexy isn't it? |
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| Reply by: CommodumPerfectus at May 22, '08 04:31 | |
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| What an exciting life my boss lady leads! Good read. | |
| Reply by: SecondaryInfantry at May 22, '08 05:56 | |
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| Thats sound like a great day and I wish i was a sexy captail :( | |
| Reply by: LilWayne at May 22, '08 06:11 | |
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Great read, Eyzlee. I can only imagine how difficult it is to be a Don and a dancer at the same time, and somehow make both work. Maybe I'll start calling you "The Dancing Don"... |
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| Reply by: Jean_Valjean at May 22, '08 15:01 | |
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| Wow. Nice story. I'd like to hear about a second day in the life of a Sexy Captain. | |
| Reply by: Kishling at May 22, '08 20:31 | |
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| Heh, I thought being a badass was sexy. I didn't know that you could be badass AND sexy! | |
| Reply by: A-p4c0-Z at May 26, '08 13:54 | |
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