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[takecourage]

Alex is mostly running the Club on Paper these days. She spends most of her time in the office, doing paper work, pay-packets, one eye on the monitors showing the security feed. She does the rotas and, when needs be, she does a shift behind the bar. Sometimes, she does a set up on the stage or works the floor for a while. She doesn't need the money these days, but, as ever, she likes the way that it makes her feel.

Like tonight. Tonight, she's left Danny at home and she's working, sometimes behind the bar, sometimes on the floor. She's put weight on in Darrow, and the dress that she's wearing exploits that fact to its full advantage, hugging from tits to mid thigh, leaving the tattoos on her arms on show but hiding the ones on her hips, for now.

When she sees Eddie, she grins, making a beeline for him.

"Having fun?" she asks, leaning over the back of his chair.

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[didntrun]

He keeps having to coach himself not to just come in his jeans. That would be really embarrassing and Eddie would rather walk around with a hardon that come in his jeans and have to leave with a giant wet spot.

"Holy shit," he breathes. He's no longer thinking about how this might ruin his friendship with Alex -- he's pretty sure it won't -- or anything else. Just her skin, the tattoos, the way her body moves. He might be dead.

[takecourage]

"I'll take that as a compliment," says Alex, as lace pools around her ankles and she steps out of it, turning back to him wearing nothing but her tiny g-string. She reaches up, tousling her fingers into her straight hair and lets him just look at her for a second. "I'm glad you approve."