Re: Fallout: Sisterhood of Steel (Lorielle)
Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2019 9:27 pm
The crowd whistles as you start to slide off the upper half of your jumpsuit. The man you're sitting on chuckles, his hands quick to cup your breasts through your bra and give them a good heft.
Mayer starts talking before she's properly entered the bar, giving a quick, "Oh, hey, thanks man." to the man who opened the door for her before calling in. "Hey, Ma'am. I invited the Sheriff but she didn't really feel like- Wow, what the fu-" she's cut off from reacting to her shock at seeing you as the man who opened the door for her jabs a syringe in her neck. She sways for a moment or too, going wide eyed and turning to face him. For a moment, she looks like she might punch him, but then stumbles forward and has to catch herself by holding onto his shoulders to stop herself from falling over. Her eyelids lower, and the man quickly pulls at her belt to drop her gun and the grenade you gave her to the floor.
"Wow, there missy. You seem a bit out of sorts... but I bet you want to have a good time, like your friends here, right?" he says, wrapping one arm around her to hold her steady, while his other hand cups her chin to tilt her face up to look at him. You watch as Mayer moans and the man moves her head up and down to help her nod. After a few moments, she seems to be able to walk again and he guides her over to you.
"Have a good time..." she murmurs, now sounding like she's as drunk and out of it as you and Sundown. "Sounds like fun... Strip poker... why not? Deal me in!"
The crowd cheers again and several of them pat her on the back as she walks by, a few smacking her ass. She gasps at these reactions and gives her rear a little shake, her eyelids remaining drooping as she walks, almost like she's half asleep and fighting to stay awake. One of the men push up a stool in front of your table and soon the man who guided her sits down on it and pulls Mayer onto his lap. She wiggles into a comfortable position and gets dealt in.
"Losers strip two items, second place strips one." someone shouts and there seems to be a general nod of agreement.
Mayer starts talking before she's properly entered the bar, giving a quick, "Oh, hey, thanks man." to the man who opened the door for her before calling in. "Hey, Ma'am. I invited the Sheriff but she didn't really feel like- Wow, what the fu-" she's cut off from reacting to her shock at seeing you as the man who opened the door for her jabs a syringe in her neck. She sways for a moment or too, going wide eyed and turning to face him. For a moment, she looks like she might punch him, but then stumbles forward and has to catch herself by holding onto his shoulders to stop herself from falling over. Her eyelids lower, and the man quickly pulls at her belt to drop her gun and the grenade you gave her to the floor.
"Wow, there missy. You seem a bit out of sorts... but I bet you want to have a good time, like your friends here, right?" he says, wrapping one arm around her to hold her steady, while his other hand cups her chin to tilt her face up to look at him. You watch as Mayer moans and the man moves her head up and down to help her nod. After a few moments, she seems to be able to walk again and he guides her over to you.
"Have a good time..." she murmurs, now sounding like she's as drunk and out of it as you and Sundown. "Sounds like fun... Strip poker... why not? Deal me in!"
The crowd cheers again and several of them pat her on the back as she walks by, a few smacking her ass. She gasps at these reactions and gives her rear a little shake, her eyelids remaining drooping as she walks, almost like she's half asleep and fighting to stay awake. One of the men push up a stool in front of your table and soon the man who guided her sits down on it and pulls Mayer onto his lap. She wiggles into a comfortable position and gets dealt in.
"Losers strip two items, second place strips one." someone shouts and there seems to be a general nod of agreement.
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