girls do what they want [open]

[Maggie O'Callaghan]

GIRLS DO WHAT THEY WANT,
BOYS DO WHAT THEY CAN

A small titter bubbled from the lass’s lips as she leaned back and took another sip of the martini whose stem was clasped between the thumb and index finger of her right hand. Anyone who saw Maggie would have thought that she’d maybe had a few too many drinks but, in all honesty, she was just getting started. One strap of her short dress slipped down her pale shoulder and she let it hang there, not bothering to lean over and hoist it back up. Now was a time for partying and laughter, not worrying about modesty and what others might think of her. Besides, the passing gents who cast more than a few looks her way on their course to the men’s room didn’t seem to mind the display. Ah, the human world. She’d missed it so.

The glass was again risen to her lips, a deeper gulp taken to drain the drink before she set it back down on the bar. “Another one for me, doll,” she giggled, tossing her head back so that her waterfall of scarlet curls fell back from her face. Maggie’s lips were tinged crimson red, a color that was vibrant against her colorless skin. Her lengthy lashes were painted with mascara, intending to make her green eyes pop. The make-up was not subtle, but she looked far from trampy. Somehow, the extra touch made her look more exquisite and sophisticated than she already did. Oh, the benefits of immortal beauty. Now if she could only get over that tendency to rip out the throats of her gentlemen callers.

The bartender slid another martini down the solid oak surface of the bar right into Maggie’s waiting hand. She nodded in thanks and trailed a finger around the rim of the glass, seeming thoughtful. She really didn’t have any plans tonight and she didn’t want to be alone. But who to spend her time with? Any of the passing men would do, but she was feeling extra feisty tonight. She wanted to dance, she wanted to go crazy and feel passionate and alive and…and human. She wanted a night unlike any other. Jade eyes narrowed slightly as the exotic woman studied the club closely, seeking he who might be chosen to enjoy her company tonight.

[BEE ;]

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