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Summer Wind (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

PoisonousIvee

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Nov 28, 2017
Magnara was not your typical average bull. He was the twelfth heir of a long line of bovine that first inhabited the area. He was strong and built and insanely rich. It came with the territory, almost literally, when you owned the land for hundreds of years and were forced to turn over nearly everything to colonizers. So his family owned and lived in a reservation, which in order to keep money flowing to maintain the land, they built a casino and it brought in a lot of money.
He was a sort of thug, he didn't enjoy the pressures of being the next family head so he tried to do what he could before he was forced to be responsible. He drank, he smoked, and he fucked. A lot. And that's just how he liked it.
He was wandering around the floor one night in a suit vest, tie, and slacks. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows as he looked around the area. He got a lot of stares and he didn't mind them at all.
 
Ayani worked in the casino, from more modest stock than Magnara. She was dressed in the uniform, shorts and stockings, a sleeveless blouse that barely contained her chest.
 
"Evening, Ayani." Magnara said as he came up behind her, placing a twenty on her tray, "Double bourbon, keep the change."
 
She nodded. "Coming right up, Mr. Kahale.." she said, pocketing the twenty and moving to get him his drink.
 
She walked back over to him, a sway in her step from the heels she wore. "Your drink, Mr. Kahale.." she said.
 
She made a noise and continued walking around, her hips wide and easy for grabbing. It was hard for him to ignore.
 
He wasn't one for abusing his power and status. But he was drunk and she was delicious. He moved over to her and cleared his throat, "Ayani.."
 
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