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Post by Chel on Oct 28, 2010 7:09:45 GMT -5
"Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here
Mocha Chocalata ya ya
Creole lady Marmalade" With the song, Lady Marmalade, playing in the background, Chel had managed to capture many men's gazes "struttin' her stuff" on the stage. Swaying seductively with her wide hips, Chel danced around, and the manager had arranged a pole she could dance around as well. Chel loved the attention, and when she swung herself around the pole, many men continued to stare at her as she grabbed the pole, climbed on it, wrapped her legs around it, then arched her torso backwards. She was very smooth, with soft loins, and managed to bend backwards while her legs were getting closer and closer to her head. Straightening herself up again, one leg followed her torso and kicked upwards. Her skirt was easy to dance in, and she wore a tighter shirt, that wouldn't get off while dancing. The woman slid down the pole again, and still with a tight grip on the pole, she stepped a couple of steps away from the pole, then her hands slid down the pole as well as she was bending backwards. Chel continued to dance with the pole, loving the attention she got from the guests at Moulin Rouge. She had never thought about this before, and thought the idea was ingenious! |
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Post by Captain Jack Sparrow on Jan 9, 2011 0:22:03 GMT -5
Jack entered Moulin Rouge with his usual swagger, glad there was somewhere for him that could hold a candle to Tortuga and it's Inns. He'd missed the scene more than he'd thought he would but now he'd found this place, he was sure he would be satisfied. And even better when he caught sight of a dancer with many men watching and admiring her.
He got closer to observe the scene and finally got to the point where he could see the woman properly. His eyes widened as he took in the all too familiar curves and moves. The moves he was watching the girl do reminded him of the night they'd spent together and he smirked. So, this was what she did in her spare time? Jack hadn't seen even a glance of Chel over the past couple of weeks and he had to admit, he was more than happy to see her again.
Jack took a seat in front of the stage and watched with glittering, dark eyes, his arms folded in front of his chest. It was quite interesting watching the men study her but Jack held the triumph card by more than possibly having seen a lot more than Chel was showing off compared to the other men.
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Post by Chel on Jan 30, 2011 9:42:04 GMT -5
As the song finished, the woman on the stage bowed in front of her audience and thanked them with a smile from ear to ear.
She collected the flowers and money they had thrown to her and put the money in a small pouch she wore in her skirt. The flowers, she collected in a bouquet. She then went backstage to get some water. Jack wasn't the only person who knew Chel didn't shower after a workout... She just splashed some water on herself and changed into something dry and clean.
She hadn't noticed Jack during her dance. But as she got out of the locker room, she saw a familiar someone close to the scene, where a new girl was dancing. With a smirk, the tribal woman sneaked herself closer to him and poked his shoulder in a schoolgirl manner.
"Ahem. Haven't I seen you somewhere before?" she looked at Jack, her pout saying something in the tone of Why haven't you called me after the night of my dreams? and she placed a hand on her hip in her typical attitude.
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