Your kiss so sweet, your sweat so sour Sometimes i'm thinking that I love you But I know it's only lust The sins of the flesh Are simply sins of lust ♥

Well that took longer than expected hehe!
 
Sunday: Free day, do whatever you like.
 
_______________Aubrey_________________
 
"Are you going to get lunch with us?" Anaiah stood at the edge of my bed shaking me.
I looked around, a bit disoriented because i'd just woken up. The clock reads 12:29pm.
"Ohh, how did I sleep in so late?!" I groaned, getting out of my bed and staring at the mirror on the wall, tousling my messy hair. Anaiah shrugged.
"I need to shower and stuff, but thanks." I smiled.
"You never do anything with us anymore, Aubrey, just come with us. Please?" She pouted.
I shook my head and yawned, "Sorry, my makeup won't do itself, hun."
"Okay, but I'm holding it to you to make it up one of these days." She yelled as she walked out the door.
I just nodded. Truth is, I'm waiting for a call.
 
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I sat on my bed after having showered, done my hair & makeup, and had a few drinks.
I saw Tristan walk by my door and I jokingly threw a lime slice right at him.
"Aubrey, WHAT THE FU.CK WAS THAT FOR?!" He screamed, brushing off a lime seed from his shirt and walking in the room.
"Just thought i'd give you something to eat, you looked hungry." I laughed, dodging his attempt to throw the fruit right back at me.
"You little who.re!" He squeeled.
"I know you are but what am I?" I tried to impersonate an 11 year old girl when I said it.
He ran up to me and grabbed my phone, running out the door. We played these annoying, childish games every once in a while, which only made things seem even more as if we were brother and sister.
I ran as fast as I could down the stairs towards him, falling down on him. I elbowed him a few times before getting my phone back.
"You'll never get away with this, you bit.ch!" He joked, grabbing my foot as I tried to get up. I fell right on my ass on the floor. We both looked up and Anya was laughing her as.s off.
"You guys are out of your minds." She giggled.
"No, it's him , I swear! He was deprived of his childhood, that's why." I said, getting up and feeling the bruise on my as.s.
"No I wasn't. LIES!" He laughed and slammed his office door.
"You're both still totally weird." Anya chuckled, sipping her iced tea.
My phone beeped and I opened the undread text. It was from Josh.
"I'm picking u up right now. B ready :)"
I smiled and walked outside, grabbing my coat from the coathanger.
"Where are you going?" Anya questioned.
"Out" I replied simply.
 
-REST OF STORY tomorrow, promise :) -

[sorry, I haven't made a set in a few days, i've been SUPER busy. But I'll make time from now on, 'cos I don't wanna get kicked out of the RP! :) ]
 

(makeup set/story for wednesday)
Wednesday: It’s the owner’s birthday, so we are closing the club for a night and giving a huge birthday bash for him! Any one who’s anyone in Miami will be there, along with our few VIP customers, who over the years have become personal friends. Though a word of warning, don’t ask him how old he is.

__________Aubrey___________
 
As I stepped out to the bar area, I saw Carson run to the back door with Avery. It made my throat burn and my mind ache.
"Apple martini, please." I sat down at one of the barstools, and the new bartender handed me my drink. I put my face in my hands and shook my head, taking a deep breath. I was trying to drink away this feeling of desire. For Carson. Ever since the day of the bake sale, I couldn't get him out of my mind. I just kept hearing the words 'you're a who.re now, that's all you'll ever be' repeating in my mind every second. Those were the words my best friend had told me when I left our house(we were roomies) to live in the mansion. It was true. And now I was going and getting some guy stuck in my head because of a one-night-stand. It was nothing! Of course he's going to have fun and sleep around! But everytime I told myself that, I remembered his voice, and his smile.
"Whiskey seven and vodka on ice, please." I requested.
"Are you okay?" I heard Josh's voice from behind.
"I'm fine." I sighed. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone right now.
He sat down next to me and we talked until he had to go, when he got a call from someone.
I gave him my number and ordered a few more drinks.....I don't quite remember, but I'm pretty sure I passed out on the couch in the lounge room. How classy.
 
| Aubrey |

[everyone keeps pulling the 'story later' thing, I notice!! I did it too 'cos I had to take my shower :/ ]
 

__________Aubrey___________
 
Tuesday: To compensate for the bad press that comes along with any strip club, all the girls are coming together and baking for a children’s charity.
 

"Aubrey!! Grab the mittens so we can get the cookies out of the oven, they're burning!" I heard August shout from the kitchen.
I ran to the kitchen from the staircase, putting on my heels as I ran; not an easy task!
I threw August the mittens and she pulled out the cookies, blackened and charred.
"Aww shi.t, look what you did!" Anaiah joked as she watched one of the cookies just crumble when she touched it.
"Ah well, there's plenty more cookie dough where that came from!" August said, with the amount of enthusiasm as a little kid in a candy store.
"Oh, but we need more powdered sugar!" Anaiah squeeled, holding up an empty bag.
"I'll go out and get it." I replied, grabbing my keys from the key-hanger.
"Aubrey we have 'assistants' for a reason." Anya chimed in.
"I know, but I could use some fresh air." I picked up my purse and turned on my heel, heading towards the door.
Anaiah shouted to me once again from the kitchen, "Well we've got four hours 'til the bake sale, so don't do any extra shopping or we'll be late!"
I nodded my head and walked out the giant door, marveling at the beautiful cloud-free sky.
As I walked to the parking garages down the winding path from the mansion, I saw an old beat up chevelle sitting on a parking spot in one of the garages.
I walked up to it, looking at the rusty chrome that engulfed the green paint job on the car. I'm a classic car enthusist, so anytime I see one, I immediately get excited.
I ran my hand over the hood, feeling the texture of the paint. I heard a loud sound from under the hood, and wondered whose car it could be.
I looked around, no one.
I continued to look at the car, paying close attention to the interior. White tuck-and-roll upholstry.
"I know it's not the best looking, but it gets me from A to B." I heard a deep voice from behind me and I jumped. I turned around to see Carson, holding a bottle of oil.
"You scared me to death, did you do that on purpose?" I laughed, leaning on the hood.
"Well who wants to know?" He replied, mocking what I had said a few nights ago. On Sunday, I had ran into him at the mansion when he was dropping something off to the boss, and we sat and had a drink in the lounge room. What began as a leisurely talk about his daughter eventually evolved into flirting. But last night I'd heard that he was getting close to Aeryn, so he can forget about sleeping with me.
"Anyways, what's wrong with your car?" I asked, leaning over to look at the engine.
"I'm not positive, but I'm guessing there's a broken spark plug." He replied as he poured the quart of oil into the container.
"Well then you're gonna have to go buy one. Or I could take a look at it." I walked to the front of the car, nudging him away playfully. I studied it, and I took out the carburator.
"Here's your problem, hun, you've got broken floats in the carb." I wiggled around the golden floats that were just sitting there, they're supposed to bob up and down.
"Where's your proper attire for such dirty work?" he smiled and looked down at my shorts. I realized a giant grease stain on the pocket.
"Oh shi.t! I was gonna wear these to the charity event. Dammit!" I tried sweeping the stain away with my hand, to no avail.
"Oh, did you want to see the interior? I noticed you were looking at it when I walked up." He opened the car door and sat in it.
"And what are you implying by inviting me in your car?" I was flirting, but I couldn't help it. His eyes were practically hipnotyzing me.
"You think too much, Aubrey. Just get in, I wanna show you something." He motioned with his hand for me to open the door, so I did.
I sat down and he opened the glove compartment, taking out a stack of pictures. They were of his daughter. I let out a loud 'awww!' and he smiled, bobbing his head as he looked at the pictures of Sophia.
"Oh, she's such a doll." I commented, leaning forward to look at the pictures. Without meaning to, I was pressing my ti.ts together and he had his eyes fixated on them.
"When you're done oggling, we were looking at pictures of Sophie." I laughed and backed away.
He looked a little embarassed.
"Yeah, she's a sweetheart. The most beautiful girl in the world." He placed the pictures back in the glove compartment, leaving a dead silence for a moment.
"What's her mom like?" I asked, knowing that probably made him feel uncomfortable, but I couldn't think of anything else.
"I don't want to talk about that. That just brings me down." He replied, staring at the steering wheel. Another slightly awkward moment of silence passed.
"You look really beautiful today, just thought I'd let you know." He sat back in the seat and looked at me.
I blushed and remained quiet for a second.
"Thank you." It was all I could manage to get out of my mouth at the moment. He reached his hand over and twirled a piece of my hair in his fingers, and I just smiled. I got up out of my seat and sat on his lap, leaning in to kiss him. He pulled me towards him, almost violently, and I loved it. We were vigurously kissing, and stopped for a moment so I could take off my shorts. He fidgeted nervously as he tried to take off his belt as quick as he could. Once we were down to nothing but his shorts, and me in my heels, I leaned in closer to him and we started to rock back & forth. I was trying not to be too loud, but I couldn't help it now. I reached over and kissed him and he was running his fingers through my hair, gently pulling. It was an hour until we finished, and I let out a loud groan. I lyed down on the seat, heaving.
"That was...great, Aubrey" He said, breathing heavy.
I just smiled. That was all it took and you could tell he melted. I enjoyed that a lot more than I'd planned, and I'm not sure that it's a good thing because now i'd probably have to see him go and bang Aeryn tonight. I thought it wouldn't phase me, but after after just one time I almost think i'm falling. Shi.t, I think i've gone crazy.
The lyrics of the song "Damaged Goods" ran through my head:
 
'Your kiss so sweet, your sweat so sour/ Sometimes i'm thinking that I love you, but I know it's only lust/ The sins of the flesh are simply sins of lust/Sweat's running down your back, sweat's running down your neck'

Getting ready to head out. Not quite sure yet, but I was thinking of wearing my oversized D&G sweater with black skinny jeans, and nine west wooden high heels? Red lipstick or no?
 
Thanks!! ;)

been sitting in my drafts for a few days .... just a random template with some of my favorite pictures :)

Just got home:)
SOO tired. My eyes are bloodshot from not getting enough sleep, so it was painful to do my makeup this morning ;(
 
I pretty much wore my avaiators ALL day so no one would notice. And I found out one of my good friends is bipolar. I had no idea until she told me, makes me think differently of people with bipolar disorder; I thought they couldn't be "all there"? But she's totally normal. Well, at least when she wants to be ;)
We're crazy together.... anyway, when will the events for BBB be posted for this week? I need to make my Monday set now, or I won't be able to because I'll be busy :/

[Okay, so I'm gonna do part of my story for tomorrow right now because I can guarantee I won't be able to get on Poly until around 4 or 5 o'clock tomorrow, and even then I won't have much time to be on. It's almost 1:30am here in SoCal and I have to wake up at 5. Ah well :P ]
 
Monday;
 

*SUNDAY NIGHT*;
 
_______ Aubrey ________
 

"Shi.t!" I yelped when I saw my bottle of nail polish spill all over the carpet. I was lying on my bed painting my nails and when I reached back for my cell phone, I knocked the nail polish over.
"Aubrey, you okay in here?" I heard Addie laugh. She opened the door and walked in to see me hunched over, scrubbing the big red blotch on the carpet.
"Yes, fine, I didn't just spill paint all over the floor, of course not!" I replied sarcastically. Addie was one of the only girls in the house that got my dry, sarcastic humor.
"Oh, i'm sure the boss can have the carpets cleaned, hun, no need to worry." She said, her voice just as airy and comforting as that of a pre school teacher.
"Yeah, I guess." I sat up on my bed, adjusting my bra.
"What are you all dolled up for? You never usually curl your hair on your nights off." She winked.
I shook my head.
"Oh, nothing. Why would you think that?" I smirked, trying not to laugh.
"Oh please, you think you can get away with lying to me?" She chirped, playfully nudging me. She knew me all too well for me to get a lie past her.
"Okay, fine." I began to whisper, "Jude is coming over for a drink, but the boss can't know or he'll make Jude pay. But I don't know if I even want to sleep with him yet, so it'd be a waste of his money."
Addie leaned back and giggled.
"That's risky business, don't you think? I mean the boss has a key to every room, what if he wakes up in the middle of the night to check on us and finds you and Jude?!"
"I don't care, he wouldn't fire me. He'd just give me a lecture and a warning." I shrugged.
"And what about the tall guy that you slept with last night? Weren't you really into him or something?" She kept coming up with reasons for me not to hook up with Jude.
"I didn't sleep with him. And yeah, I really like him, but with my job I can't have the relationship I want with him, so what's the use?" I lyed down, staring up at the ceiling.
"Hmm. Well, have fun with Jude, darling. Don't be too loud and remember, 'pull out'!" She started walking towards the door. That last part was an inside joke; she was mocking a little girl that we saw at the hair salon a while back that kept repeating that to us.
I jokingly threw a pillow at her as she walked out and closed the door.
I sighed and looked at the clock: 8:30pm.
I had an hour and a half before Jude got here, I figured I would take a nap.
I lyed down and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
 
"Aubrey? Yeah i'm here, can you wake up now?" I heard Jude's voice shouting as he pushed me.
"Couldn't you be a little more gentle?" I laughed and sat up.
"Boy, for some people beauty sleep really does work, doesn't it?" He said sitting down next to me on the bed.
"Oh please. You can save your cheesy pickup lines, because you've already got me." I winked.
"Woah woah woah, you're moving a little fast, don't you think?" He laughed, leaning towards me.
"No, not for me. We're actually moving a little too slow for my liking." I giggled. I lyed down to give him the 'ok' and he followed suit, taking off his jacket as I kicked up the blankets.
I grabbed his head and kissed him, digging my fingernails into his neck.
"Ow!!" He shouted in pain.
"Sssh! If the boss hears us, we're done!" I whispered.
There was a moment of silence between us and we just stared at eachother. Finally, he started laughing.
"What?" I asked, not knowing why he would interrupt something like this.
"You just make the cutest facial expressions." He laughed, touching my hair.
"You're too sweet. Oh! I almost forgot." I got up from underneath him and ran to the coffee table across the room. I grabbed a record from the little drawer and placed it on the player.
The album 'Danzig III' began playing, and I switched it to the 2nd track "Anything".
"You don't like my music, you either put up with it or you leave." I said jokingly as I threw my shirt on the ground and got back in the bed.
"I don't give a shi.t, listen to whatever you want, I won't be paying much attention to that." He replied, shifting around in the bed.
"Good." I lyed down next to him and put my arms around him.
We were just kissing for quite some time, when finally after what seemed like forever, he took off my underwear and tossed it on the ground.
"It's about time." I smiled, feeling my heart beat faster every inch his hand trailed up my leg.
"Oh, don't be fussy." He kissed me, grabbing my leg to pull me closer.
I gasped and sat up.
"Okay, no more." I Said, heaving and out of breath.
"No, we haven't even gotten to the best part." He replied, confused.
"If you really want me you're gonna have to prove it." I said, not showing that it was really my guilty pride that was stopping me from fuc.king one of the hottest guys around.
I just couldn't get myself to do it after I had slept with so many 'clients'. I felt like se.x was meaningless now, I didn't want to be easy for Jude. I wanted him to chase after me, which no guy had done before. They were always able to pay their way to a good time.
"Do you want me to move a little slower?" He said sympathetically.
"No. I want you to prove that you want me." I replied as I put my underwear back on and stood up from the bed.
"You're seriously giving me the worst case of blue balls right now, Aubrey. And for some god forsaken reason, I'm not mad at you." He got up and put on his clothes. "You want me to prove it? Fine, I'll be back, and I'll prove myself into those pants."
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't do it." I sighed. I honestly didn't think it would be this hard for me.
He leaned over and kissed me, pulling my head towards his. "I'll fuc.king prove it." He laughed and stormed out the door.
I sat on the bed, alone with the record still playing. What the fuc.k did I just do?!