Post by Crystal on Sept 10, 2012 18:07:01 GMT -5
As soon as the club had been restored and in business, Crystal had decided to make it a hot spot of her free time. Ever since Strike left and she had taken charge of the local Pack, her free time was limited. But she was Crystal, she made free time. Even if opportunity didn’t present itself, she forced the opportunity forward. Every girl needed play time.
The music was loud and the base was booming, just the way she liked it. Everyone moved around her in a joined rhythm. Some grinded close to one another and others flung their bodies haphazardly. To each their own. Crystal herself joined them at the dance floor, moving her own body in a slow manner with her arms in the air. It didn’t matter who was next to her, she joined them and then moved onto the next. All in one singular sensual motion.
For the evening she had ditched her normal work attire and decided to go more casual. She wore a thick black halter top that revealed a small portion of her belly and a pair of form fitting jeans. Lastly, she fit her feet with heeled boots. Her hair was in reckless waves that bounced with her ever motion. Much of the time, Crystal hated close contact with other people, despising physical contact itself. It seemed the only time she entertained the idea of touch was when she used it for creating an uncomfortable means. That or she just needed to get laid. Whichever came first.
How good it felt to be free once more in the heat of the night, simply enjoying life. A pleasure she had missed out on most of her life. But technically, she hadn’t been alive, so really, it wasn’t much of a loss.