PickleChiffon
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 16, 2011
- Location
- Canada
The music was thick and pulsing. The crowd in the club was a moving sea of bodies, all different types and varieties. If you wanted skinny and lithe, it was there. If you wanted thick and solid, it was there too. Pretty or handsome, straight or otherwise, all were to be found in this human cornucopia.
CJ made her way to the dance floor. She was tall, and solidly athletic, with a curvy figure. Her brown hair fell to touch her shoulders, and she was dressed in a pair of fitted faded blue jeans and a clinging forest green t-shirt, that accented the full breasts under it to perfection. Her green eyes were fixed on her destination, and flicked to the patrons in her path, oblivious to the gaze that had lactched on to her as she moved towards her goal.
She’d lost the group she’d come in with, but they’d come to dance, so she’d find them, sooner or later. For right now, she wove between the on lookers to the back corner of the dance floor, found a space and let her body move to the music. A friend joined her, as the song playing faded out into one of those rocky slower numbers, as she looked up, she met a pair of smouldering eyes just beyond her friend’s shoulder.
She looked behind herself, only to see the wall, those eyes were on her, and her alone. A slight blush crept to her cheeks as she met the gaze, with an apprising one of her own, and a slight nod in acknowledgement. She’d never been one to begrudge an appreciative look at something worth appreciating. The woman meandering on the dance floor towards her was definitely worth appreciating.
CJ sighed, well she’d done it with that look, now to see where accepting such an offer would lead her.
CJ made her way to the dance floor. She was tall, and solidly athletic, with a curvy figure. Her brown hair fell to touch her shoulders, and she was dressed in a pair of fitted faded blue jeans and a clinging forest green t-shirt, that accented the full breasts under it to perfection. Her green eyes were fixed on her destination, and flicked to the patrons in her path, oblivious to the gaze that had lactched on to her as she moved towards her goal.
She’d lost the group she’d come in with, but they’d come to dance, so she’d find them, sooner or later. For right now, she wove between the on lookers to the back corner of the dance floor, found a space and let her body move to the music. A friend joined her, as the song playing faded out into one of those rocky slower numbers, as she looked up, she met a pair of smouldering eyes just beyond her friend’s shoulder.
She looked behind herself, only to see the wall, those eyes were on her, and her alone. A slight blush crept to her cheeks as she met the gaze, with an apprising one of her own, and a slight nod in acknowledgement. She’d never been one to begrudge an appreciative look at something worth appreciating. The woman meandering on the dance floor towards her was definitely worth appreciating.
CJ sighed, well she’d done it with that look, now to see where accepting such an offer would lead her.