7/6/2023 0 Comments On dublin street book![]() ![]() ![]() Braden wasn’t much for costumes so he’d chosen to wear a tuxedo. Slipping past Barbie and Hercules as they almost went at it on the dance floor, I edged nearer to the bar. In the wig, slightly powdered face, thick black eyelashes and bright red lipstick, Braden’s doormen hadn’t recognized me. I shivered in anticipation remembering the last time I’d distracted him on his nice and big desk. My hope was to distract him for a little while in his office, on his nice and big desk. He didn’t know I was coming tonight and under my short Snow White costume was sexy white lingerie to match the white silk thigh highs I was wearing. My eyes scanned the room, looking for my fiancé. He stared at me blankly as I cracked up at my own joke. ![]() ![]() “I’m not really into experiments,” I answered. “Snow White!” a bumbling Frankenstein bumped into me, leering at me. Music throbbed and pulsed all around me and I could no longer see my feet in the ‘fog’ created on the ground by the smoke machines Braden had hired for Halloween at his nightclub Fire. Hand gripping a fake apple, I teetered around a slutty vampire that almost knocked me off my black platform Mary Jane’s. Head hot and itchy under the short black wig I was wearing, I wasn’t feeling all that sexy, despite the short Snow White costume I was also wearing. ![]()
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