Post by cr on Feb 3, 2011 0:49:55 GMT -5
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It was a brisk autumn day, and the trees of New York leaves were turning a lovely shade of golden orange. Robin Christopherson walked down the street of New york, her class having got out early due to her Professor's wife going into labor. Deciding to indulge in a nice cup of coffee at the Wandering Goose, a lovely little restaurant, Robin walked the few blocks from the college campus.
Looking at her, there was no dead give away as to what she did for a living. Most would not think the sensibly, though attractively, dressed Robin worked the poles by night. Of course, it wasn't as if Strippers blatantly advertised their professions on their forehead; at least not the smart ones.
Her cloths were simple, comfortable fabrics. A purple and black sweater, which fit her slight frame nicely, with worn boot cut jeans. Her beret was the same heather gray as her boots, which had intimidating heels that she walked in with a grace, considering the six block walk. Robin's make up was light, with a slight smokiness surrounding her bambi brown eyes; and pink painted on her pouted lips. Her brown hair laid down, merely brushed and left to it's own wiles.
Settling into her corner booth, she ignored the slight ache of her feet, which at this point she had gotten use to, and ordered a coffee to warm her. She loved when the weather turned to this direction. Summer was far to hot, winter too cold, and spring to wet. Fall was perfect for her, and she did love to watch the leaves fall.
Enjoying he freedom, as she didn't have to work until nine, she eased into her seat with great comfort. Her drink was delivered, and Robin's ease was temporarily complete.
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