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ChrisGabriel
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- Joined
- Oct 27, 2010
- Location
- Europe
Harleen Quinzel really did not knew what the next in line of the Burton's wanted with her. She was always on time with the protection money for the mob, making sure to periodically give some release to the tired men coming to collect it...
April Burton was the name, she knew, but not much more about the new star of the family. Harleen hoped that she did not wanted anything done that would make her loose her day job as a psychiatrist in the Asylum - sometimes working with the police - or hurt her life as a Domina and Madam at the red lamp district.
The tall blonde with her gymnast body and cool deamenor was a natural beauty, almost boyish in her younger years, but a successfull doctor and businness woman with distinctive tastes in her present ones.
"Tell your boss that I am here." she ordered one of the men who was staying guard, knowing well what kind of fun he usually had with the girls she was running her businnes with. For Miss Quinzel was an equal opportunity employer, almost too nice with the females (and some males) that worked in the old firehouse she owned.
Some would say that Harleen owned her girls, but that was right for only the handful of workers she appropriated from the Asylum, or was otherwise guardian to. She had multiple wards of the state put under her tutelage, sometimes to make them ready to serve some upstart politicans or moneybrokers...
Of course she was keeping a low profile, maybe that was why she accepted the Burtons taxing her businness - after all, she needed them to look after her businness when she was otherwise occupied, as it happened too often.
Now, in the female businness suit covered with a white lab coat, and that one hidden under an expensive top coat, Harleen Quinzel was waiting to meet someone powerful, the New Boss, as the men called her.
The long blonde hair kept in a strict bun, her cold green, almost blue eyes behind glasses - for appaerances sake, not that she really needed them - the only soft part was her kissable red lips made up professionally.
April Burton was the name, she knew, but not much more about the new star of the family. Harleen hoped that she did not wanted anything done that would make her loose her day job as a psychiatrist in the Asylum - sometimes working with the police - or hurt her life as a Domina and Madam at the red lamp district.
The tall blonde with her gymnast body and cool deamenor was a natural beauty, almost boyish in her younger years, but a successfull doctor and businness woman with distinctive tastes in her present ones.
"Tell your boss that I am here." she ordered one of the men who was staying guard, knowing well what kind of fun he usually had with the girls she was running her businnes with. For Miss Quinzel was an equal opportunity employer, almost too nice with the females (and some males) that worked in the old firehouse she owned.
Some would say that Harleen owned her girls, but that was right for only the handful of workers she appropriated from the Asylum, or was otherwise guardian to. She had multiple wards of the state put under her tutelage, sometimes to make them ready to serve some upstart politicans or moneybrokers...
Of course she was keeping a low profile, maybe that was why she accepted the Burtons taxing her businness - after all, she needed them to look after her businness when she was otherwise occupied, as it happened too often.
Now, in the female businness suit covered with a white lab coat, and that one hidden under an expensive top coat, Harleen Quinzel was waiting to meet someone powerful, the New Boss, as the men called her.
The long blonde hair kept in a strict bun, her cold green, almost blue eyes behind glasses - for appaerances sake, not that she really needed them - the only soft part was her kissable red lips made up professionally.
