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Red Rose and Her Thorns (Cassandraks & Kosmik_Khaos)

Regina was amused at Marla's expressions to having all this new information and opportunity laid onto her so suddenly. She knew it was a major offer that she set out and she hoped the shopkeeper would accept it. Regina new talent like hers would not go untapped for long, and being the first to endorse and nurture such talent was exciting for her. It took all her self control to only allow a small smile to grace her lips when Marla agreed, internally she was beaming and possibly doing a little dance of happiness, not that she would ever admit that to anyone. "I am happy that you have agreed to work with me, and I am sorry for just dropping all this on you in one go."

Sliding herself to the edge of the chair she sat straight and looked at Marla, an also child like gleam of excitement in her eyes. "I do have something in mind, it is just a vague idea, I don't want to stifle your creativity after all. I would like to request a corset, garter, panty and stocking set, preferably in purple and black if that is manageable. I will naturally leave the design to you." Regina paused for a moment as an idea hit her. "Marla darling, do you think it possible to also do a mask? Something along the lines of a domino mask but with your signature flare?"

While the meeting was going on in the back the 12 unattended woman browsed the shop, all finding at least one item they were going to be leaving with, and admiring the rest. They had a vague idea what the meeting was about but that didn't stop the rumors from circulating in the store. "I think Madam is trying to bring her into the house" "She certainly has the body for it." "I'm sure that isn't the case, we wouldn't all be here if it was." "It could be she's trying to get some deal or another for us shopping as a big group." "Knowing Regina, she is making a deal for more than that." Most of the woman agreed with that, Regina was known to all of them as a shrewd business woman and it would not surprise any of them if she had not made some sort of business connection with this shop and her own business.
 
Marla goes into a drawer pulling out a pad of paper, and then grabs a pen as Regina talks about what she is looking for. "No, it's fine I just wasn't expecting this I guess so soon. I do custom pieces, it is just usually for one person every so often. This will be a big project for me, which I am very much willing to do. But as long as you understand that it will take a bit of time, like I won't have it done next week. Then I have no problem doing this."

"Vague is perfect, I just need something to go by." Marla writes down as the woman goes along with what she is saying, hearing that she wanted a corset Marla knew that could take even more time. Those were not easy at all, the boning that goes into needs to be perfect for the comfort of the woman wearing it. The colors she could work with too, she would need to take some time and figure out how exactly to use them and go about it. The Regina asked about a mask "Yes, I think I can do something with a mask as well. I can come up with some possible concepts for that also."

There was really only one other thing she needed to ask at the moment, and past that she would eventually need the sizes but that is something that she could get at a later point. "Is there any kind of material you want me to fit into this? I am thinking some satin, but especially with the corsets we may need a more ridged material with it also. Same with the mask maybe." She had ideas herself, but she wanted to see if the other woman had anything else in mind. In fact just going based off the mask, she was starting to have her own idea.

As she waited Marla just started doodling on the paper, a mask with some sharp points on either side. And the two different eye holes being separated by materials, one half left without color the other Marla filling in with the pen with a dark more solid color. This was inspiring her.
 
Regina could see the gears turning in Marla's head. She had inspired the woman and that excited her. "I love satin, and if you can work with it, mayhap leather for the corset? It is a staple material for my line of work and a sturdy material to work with." She suggested while watching Marla's hand move. She wanted to lean forward and peek at what she was doing but chose not to invade the woman's space, and because she enjoyed surprises.

"As for the time frame, I don't expect this to be done in just a week, that would be ludicrous. The next big event is in three months, there will be some smaller local ones during that time but we will show off what you have during those regardless of if this order is complete or not. I don't want to pressure you, but if you are anything like myself, having goals and deadlines are a challenge to conquer not a burden to weigh you down."

Quite satisfied with herself Regina stood. "Well Marla, it was a pleasure meeting you and doing business together. I will take my leave so you can get to work. I will have the girls each think up a general idea of what they are looking for and I send them to you for a meeting to talk with them as you need. Anything else you may need for the job please do not hesitate to ask."
 
"Of course...that is what I was thinking too, though that will raise the price a bit and...." Marla hadn't worked to much with leather yet, as it was more expensive and it would take different tools for her to even put it together. She knew she would need to get everything together first to know what she would be making, and then price materials and anything else she would need. It would be hard to give an estimate right now, but in the end she knew it wouldn't be cheap. This was a lot for her to take on, but she was the type of woman to accept a challenge like this.

Nodding when Regina mentions three months "Maybe, I will have to look into everything we need first and see how quickly I can get it. It's also not going to be cheap, I plan on seeing what I can get for the best prices but the leather itself I will have to look into some new vendors for that with the amount I will need." Plus finding a more heavy duty machine for her to use.

Dropping her pen on the pad Marla stood "It was very nice meeting you also. And yes, or if you can have them write down for now their ideas and measurements. What I will end up doing is making up mock costumes with cheap material first to make sure we are getting what is wanted. And once I have those measured and adjusted and everything else I can make the actual product from them. "
 
It was late when Rocco made it to the town of his job, nearly 3 in the morning. Rocco pulled up to an unassuming house in an average neighborhood. It was painfully dull, everything was uniform and bland. Nothing like the city of Sin Rocco was raised in. Checking on last time he confirmed he was at the correct address, which he was. Reaching into the glove box Rocco removed his pistols and laid them in the seat. This was going to have to be silent so he was leaving the guns behind. Deeper in the glove box was a large combat knife. The fixed blade was kept to a razors edge and polished. Grabbing one more thing from the glove box he closed it and stepped out of the car. Walking to the trunk he opened it with the key and rummaged through the trunk.

Kicking off his shoes he pulled on the mid calf rain boots then pulled the black rain slicker over his head and adjusted it in place over his clothes. Lastly, Rocco donned a pain of gloves and surgical mask. Ready for work he quietly walked around the house and to the back yard. In the distance he heard a neighborhood dog barking but it was no cause for concern. Walking to the back door Rocco checked it and to his great disappointment it was unlocked. He had grabbed his lock picks to get in, and it was not needed, that didn't disappoint him, what did it was that Tony didn't consider the people he fucked over dangerous enough to keep his doors locked. It was disrespectful to Rocco, and he was getting pissed off for how careless the man true was.

Entering the house Rocco carefully crept through the place knife in hand ready to lash out. It was totally silent in the house. The place was modestly decorated, which let Rocco know that Tony wasn't the only person living here. Further searching confirmed this when Rocco found a pair of women's shoes beside a pair of men's boots. When Rocco made it into the hallway he moved even slower listening for any sounds of people in the house or made by him. For a large man he was very cautious about the amount of sound he made.

Checking the doors as he went down the hall he found a linen closet and bathroom before finding the bedroom. Slipping inside he looked around in the darkness and spied two people in the bed. Walking to the bedside he loomed over the two and watched for a moment. They were sound asleep, a middle aged slightly balding man and a woman that could easily be ten years younger than him. The girl was laid half across Tony's chest, her face resting on his shoulder and an arm thrown over his body, pinning him down. Rocco didn't like it, but it was part of his job. No witnesses.

Grabbing the girl's hair he lifted her head up. As she started awake Rocco drew the blade of the knife across her throat cutting so deep that he felt the tip of the knife hit bone. Her scream was silent, muted to a soft burble of blood and her last breath escaping. The hot blood sprayed freely with the slice some getting on Rocco, most coating the sleeping Tony. Dropping the girl's head he looked at the waking Tony. "Hmm, babe, whatta ya movin round so much for?" He asked still mostly asleep. "The fuck is it so hot for?" He said trying to push the girl off him and wiping his face. The sweat he though he was wiping away was too think, and there was too much to be just sweat. Waking up fully Tony looked down and saw the dark fluid covering his chest and the face of his lover. "Wha-" Before he could raise his voice a huge hand clamped down on his throat squeezing it tightly. Tony gagged and tried to cough but Rocco's fingers were too tightly wrapped around his windpipe. "Sorry Tony. Just doin my job." Rocco said as the man met his eyes finally. Tony's eyes were wide and frightened, he knew Rocco and he knew what this meant. With a final crushing squeeze Rocco crushed the man's windpipe, then drove the knife into his heart for good measure.

With his job finished Rocco left the house and walked back to his car. Opening the truck he took off the bloody rain gear and stowed it away. Getting into the car he drove off, leaving behind a dead traitor and some poor girl that got caught up with the wrong man. Despite the serenity on his face Rocco's adrenaline was rushing. He knew he was tired from the drive, but the rush wouldn't let him sleep. Having nothing else to do he started his drive home. When he came down he would stop at a motel or something to get some sleep before finishing his drive home. With a plan in mind Rocco set to it, driving back home to the Sin City. Surprising to him, a certain shop owner kept finding herself at the forefront of his thoughts. He was attracted to her and had some level of investment in her so that had to be it. He smirked to himself and shook his head. It could have also been because he was horny as hell right now that she was so prevalent in his thoughts.
 
Everyone ended up leaving the shop happy, with some new things and when Marla checked everything at the end of the night it was her biggest sale day so far. Paying her bills this month would be no problem at all, and she might have a little left over to invest in, treat herself? She didn't know, something more then likely invest it back into the shop. Treating herself would be nice, but it wasn't essential at the moment as she much rather make sure the shop is running smoothly first and foremost. Besides there was a lot to be done even to start the custom order, which her mind was running wild with ideas so far.

As the rest of the day went on, she would have a pad of paper by her at all times as she was sketching different things so far. Most didn't even have a specific shape, or would look like they would fit on a female body. But it didn't have to, it would come together at another point. As she left that night she took the pad home with her, and decided to grab some take out from a cheap place she liked before she went home. When she got there, she set up at the kitchen table, picking at her food as she again kept on sketching.

There was a certain point where the sketching turned to a list, as she started to also list out the different materials she would need a possibility of how much she might need and stuff like that. There was no way she had everything down that she was doing or needed, but she was down to a good start. Sometime around midnight she pulled herself from her sewing room, which at this point was just a room filled with material. She had wanted to see what she had on hand, and if she might be able to use some of it or at least know where to go to get more.

Getting naked she fell into bed, tired and her mind slowly calming for the night though she kept more paper by her bed just in case she had to write something down. Jokingly in her mind she was trying to remember who to blame for this mess, and then she remembered Rocco set this up. That big man was certainly a pain in her ass, but right now she kind of wanted to give him a big kiss on the lips too. It had been a while since she felt this excited for a project, it had her whole body buzzing at the moment to. God if he had walked into the shop tonight, she might have just knocked over the big man and fucked him. But of course the only time she wanted him there, he didn't show up. She considered helping herself, but how turned on she was right now she knew she would only make the matter worse. She really needed to find a date tomorrow night, if she didn't there was quite the possibility she might just explode.

She eventually falls asleep, and then morning came way to damn early for her. She gets up gets herself clean, and then gets dressed into a very tight off the shoulder blue dress which hugged her very well. A pair of heels to match, and she left her hair down, as she didn't have the energy to do anything else with it. A pair of sunglasses on, she makes her way to the shop. Opening it up, she gets everything set up and then she starts on some more sketches that had come to her the night before. She lens on the counter, her arm resting under her breasts as she does her thing. Anyone coming into the shop, would get quite an eye full of the large mounds and cleavage of her breasts.
 
Rocco drove through most of the night and morning, stopping once to rent a room and catch a shower and a few hours sleep about half way back to Vegas. In the room he made a phone call to simply say the job was done and he was coming home. He made better time getting back then he did leaving and was back in the city by late afternoon. Having already called in he had no pressing needs, but was to wired to just go home and sleep. He spent to much time cooped up in the car over the last couple of days. Deciding to entertain himself before going back to his home he made his now familiar way to a special little shop.

Pulling into the small strip Rocco parked furthest from the door, before going in he removed his suit jacket leaving him in just his button down shirt and walked across the lot to Lingerie by Rose. Opening the door he stepped into cool building and was instantly greeted by the sight of Marla, and her impressive bust out on display for him. He took a long moment to admire the scene before clearing his throat. "Those out for me?" He asked with a grin, pointedly making eye contact with the gorgeous shop owner before letting his eyes crawl down her neck back to her displayed cleavage.

Stepping further into the store he glanced around, everything still seemed to be in order from the last time he was there. "So did Gina show up?" He asked trying to find something to talk about. He didn't really have a reason to be here. Other than he wanted to be.
 
That son of a bitch, he just had to go walk in now didn't he? She had been there sketching this one corset, and daydreaming what it might be like to wear something like that the feel of the leather on her skin and maybe a mans hand over her skin and yeah she was getting aroused again. The day had been not very busy, so it had left her a lot of time to work and daydream and then he just had to show up.

When she heard Rocco's voice her eyes moved up looking into his, and she watched as he deliberately trailed down to her breasts. She didn't say anything, and the look on her face fierce and he might not know if she might just attack him or kiss him. She moves out from behind the counter, as he strolls into the store more. Her hand reaches out planting hard against his chest as he mentions Gina, and again she says nothing and just pushes him back against the door. From what he knew about her so far, she might look like she was just about to explode on him.

Rather though, bother her hands move up onto his shirt, grabbing it by the front and pulling hard down so she could get his face down to where she was. She again just looks into his eyes a moment, there was something hot and boiling in them. And then she closes them, as her right hand goes around the back of his head and her lips push hard and hungry against his.
 
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