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Thread: The Manor (DudeMeister&SHARPii)

The limo pulled up into the stretch driveway of The Manor and pulled under the stone canopy before the stairs and double oak doors. When she looked out her shut window, her jaw dropped in absolutely wonder and amazement. Stephanie looked as well but she worked there so it wasnt as much of a shocker as it was for Harper but she still held that certain awe and shock in her eyes, rather than letting her jaw drop. Again. The first time she came here, one of the security guards had to catch her because it was intimidating and definitely not what she was expecting. So to Steph, it was amusing to see her roommate and friends reaction. They both got out, adjusted their masks and then walked hand in hand into the place. They were granted access when Stephanie showed her invitation which included a plus one, Harper. Then they proceeded to explain that Harper was the girl she told the owner about and he had okayed it. There would be a few grand in it for her friend. After all, thats really the only reason she was there. They walked in, the hall and foyer a beautiful sight, decorated elaborately but finely in only the finest of furnishings. All of which mostly came from Europe. Some pieces were from Asia but it was all from Europe. Nothing from America except the building of it back in the day. As Harper took in the interior, Stephanie pulled her along hastily to the bar where both girls were given a flute of champagne. Their flutes clinked and they drank. They kept drinking. Harper nursed her second glass but Stephanie let go. Eventually at some point, they were separated. Then a throng of gentlemen came Harpers way. At first, she was easily intimidated, even pushing herself back against the bar when they had made their way. The women were mostly escorts but there were also other women. Partners of men who came here who didnt take part in the escort part of the package deal at The Manor. That part was optional, otherwise it could also be a place for partners or friends and the like to take membership and simply exert themselves in their wildest or kinkiest fantasies. The escorts were a moresecretive part of The Manors dealings since it was still technically illegal. No one is about to broadcast and advertise that The Manor has high end hookers working there. Much to her surprisemaybe it was because of the champagne or something about the disguise and not really being herself tonightHarper was a charmer and delight, just as she was told shed have to be that night. It came naturally. She laughed, flirted, even cozied up with one man. The night was young and even as she sat on the lap of a very kind and humorous gentleman, she had nothing to lose. What could go wrong?
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During the night he carried on entertaining all the guests, laughing, making jokes, and generally enjoying himself. Well, at least that's the facade that he put up. In reality he hated these events. They were stressful to plan, expensive, and hard to clean up after. Not to mention that despite being a handsome and confident looking individual, he was a little anti-social. It also didn't help that these men were the rich business men types who were so phony. He all of a sudden saw a girl he wasn't familiar with. Her face was obscured by the mask, but he marveled at both her elegant dress and well countered figure. He greeted Stephanie earlier, and assumed that she was her friend. Despite hiring and protecting the girls that worked for him, he did not sample his own product. He preferred to keep things professional. But this girl who he was unfamiliar with was free game. Despite being charming to the man whose lap she was sitting on, the man began to act rowdy as he continued to drink, and Hawthorne could tell by her body language that she was beginning to be bored. He walked over to them and smiled, realizing that the band just started another song. Pardon me Ms...can I have this dance? he asked her, holding out his hand politely
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The man whose lap she was sitting on was a wonderful chatter and by the way his hand kept rubbing the side of her thigh, up towards the side of her bum as well, she knew that he definitely liked her company. But then his hands became a little bit more rowdy the more he drank and while she started to get bored, she also became quite alarmed. She was just about to make an excuse to remove herself from his lap when fate handed her something even better. A real excuse. Her eyes through her mask looked the gentleman up and down slowly and not exactly obviously before she smiled softly, setting her now empty champagne flute down and took his hand. Id love to. She didnt even bat an eyelash at the man whose lap she now vacated. She simply went willingly to the man who asked for a dance, her small hand fitting into his much larger one almost perfectly. Even more, the feeling that surged through her when her hand touched his. She almost gasped if she wasnt so aware but her cheeks did flush as they walked to the dance floor. It was a slow dance and her arm wrapped around his neck loosely while her other that was in his hand stayed in his hand, assuming the usual waltz position for a casual slow dance. Her eyes were kind of stuck on his, curious about the man underneath. She didnt fall easily. She didnt even fall for him. She was simply intrigued by him. Something about him. She couldnt really put her tongue on it. All she knew was she wanted to dance this dance with him right now and several others as the night progressed on. At the same time, Harper didnt know what to say. She looked like she was in a trance. A trance from his eyes as the music and entire situation made her swoon. Something about him
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As he lead her to the dance floor he smiled encouragingly as he rested one hand on her hip whilst the other held her hand. Although her face was obscured by the mask she wore, her expressive eyes and warm smile allured him. Not being one to brag, he nevertheless had the opportunity to be with many women, but one thing that he disliked about all those he either dated or bedded was that they were either cold or distant. This one wasn't. Knowing that she probably flirted all the night, he began to think of something clever to say, but despite the former lawyer's best efforts, he couldn't come up with anything. Dancing with her closely he cleared his throat. Enjoying yourself? he asked, finally deciding to break the ice
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It seemed like something had to be said but what? She couldnt seem to grasp the idea of conversing with this man the same way she had been conversing with so many others. Hell, she had been sitting in some random strangers lap until he got too comfortable! Yet she couldnt for the life of her seem to spark anything remotely interesting towards him aside from being unable to look away from him. He must be laughing on the inside so hard and pitying her now. She should be ashamed. If she wasnt looking at this unashamed man who was seriously tugging at some serious strings. Then he spoke and she smiled softly, nodding her head. Its a wonderful party. Im having a lot more fun that I thought I might. Which was true since she was terrified. She had rebuffed many advances towards her that night already, kindly declining to explore a room with a man alone. Now she just wanted to be spending her time with one man in particular, learn more about him or at least do something that didnt involve much talking. It was shameless thoughts she was having but she couldnt help herself. The night suddenly seemed so young. Are you? Because it certainly didnt cross her mind that this was the owner and her roommate's boss.
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He laughed, smirking. Although Stephanie told him earlier that she brought a friend, she neglected to tell this woman that he was her boss. It didn't matter though. He would play along and flirt with this woman and see where it takes him. The night was still young Well, I thought the idea of a masquerade ball was a bit tacky, but I'm enjoying it he said, turning and pivoting with her expertly as the dance went on There are many pretentious and questionable characters here. Superficial and insincere men who think their fortunes make them more attractive. To tell you the truth I think they're compensating for something. he added I saw from afar having the 'help me' eyes when you were in the guy's lap, and I couldn't resist but help you out he went on
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She found his laugh to be full of so much life and it made her smile as well. She had no idea that he was laughing because of the fact she was oblivious to the fact he was the owner and her roommates boss. She simply shrugged it off and was smiling. She liked watching people laugh. You saw more than originally let on. Her body followed his as he guided them in a beautiful pivot which awed her. This man could dance while she never took any specific lessons, she at least knew how to keep rhythm and beat. It shocked me. She said softly. But I think I like it. It adds a certain mystery and lets someone be a different person than their usual everyday kind. She said softly, meaning she certainly felt like she was a different person just for one night and it really was so relaxing. She felt her tension melt away when she was able to get along with the throng of people that once surrounded her. She wasnt so terrible at socializing after all. I agree. She said softly. Especially that one whose lap she was sitting on not too long ago. She thought it innocent and harmless until he did a complete one-eighty. Im extremely thankful. Are all the men here so she paused to think of an appropriate word. Handsy? She tilted her head lightly as if that simple word was just putting it lightly. She had a feeling too but wasnt going to say it. I wonder how many of these men are married. She mused.
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Although mediocre in comparison to top level ballroom dancers, Hawthorne more than held his own in a social situation. Upon hearing his current dance partner's quireis he answered them accordingly There is not a doubt in my mind that most of these men are married. Sure some of them might be alright guys who happen to put work over play. The loneliness that is the consequence of such a lifestyle would obviously bring them here in order to satisfy their needs he said, dancing with her and positioning her along the dance floor as if she were weightless As to the question wether or not all the men here are so handsy, yes and no. You can't blame them after all, looking as gorgeous as you do he added, running a hand through her locks.
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She didnt comment on the answer of these men being married. It made sense and while she personally didnt believe in it and would easily dismiss it, she kept mum on it and instead continuing dancing. She felt weightless in his arms with how he so easily seemed to be able to guide her around. It made it easier considering she was still having a small hard time in these heels but thankfully, no one saw her nearly trip that first time. As for the other timeswell she hoped this man didnt see that happened. It was why when she could finally sit down and stay seated, she took up on that very instantly. Her eyes met his again through their masks and she watched him, listening as he spoke and then all of a sudden, her cheeks turned so red and she looked down. She bit her lower lip and smiled softly, shaking her head. Then it all made sense. Women dress like this to give these men a certain fantasy, a dream that would never be real but could be for just one night. An escape. Do you think the owner thinks himself mighty crafty and clever for having aahotel like this? She found it to be an odd one at that since she knew Stephanie worked here rather than a corner. The fact a hotel would use prostitutes as their man catering and entertainment service to men and women of the elite who could afford it? Certainly an interesting hotel. Then again, perhaps appropriate considering the things people do nowadays.
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He smirked again at the fact that she was completely oblivious to the fact that he owned the hotel. As the piece ended he stepped away from her, kissing her hand gently. I'd like to think that he is he said, taking a couple of steps away from her, figuring that he would play a little cat and mouse with her Thank you very much for the dance dear. Please enjoy yourself he said, bowing and walking away from the dance floor. His 'associates' demanded a meeting at around 830, and it would be bad not to keep his appointment with them in the back room.
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The song ended and she saw him pull back to leave, disappointment creeping up inside of her and becoming painfully obvious as it settled in. He was going to leave and she wondered now if she'd see him again. She watched him step back away from her as she stood still on the dance floor, the next piece picking up and she was not invited for another dance with him. I will. She said softly and she nodded her head to him. Thank you. And when she looked up, he was gone and she was left alone. With a soft sigh, Harper made her way back towards the bar where she was once seated, taking a seat on a stool and then smiled as a glass of champagne was put in front of her. She picked it up and sipped thoughtfully before setting it back down. Her thoughts went rampant of him and she wondered eagerly... Stephanie soon perched herself on a stool beside her friend and Harper turned her head in her direction and smiled softly. Hey. Stephanie sipped her drink and smiled brightly at her roommate. Hey. Just getting a quick drink in before the meeting. She said softly. What meeting? Me and the other girls with the boss man. She shrugged, taking gulps of her champagne, nearing an empty. How are you doing? Harper shrugged. Good. Who is it? She asked. What? The one who's got you so down in the dumps. She nudged her friend's shoulder, causing Harper to smile shyly. Just a nice guy I danced with. I don't know who he was. Only he left after the second dance. This made Steph frown. I'm sure you'll see him again. The night is so young. You should find him. I wouldn't know where to find him. Keep your chin up, girl. She kissed her cheek before standing. I'm off. I better not find your sulking ass here when I get back. Harper didn't need to be told twice. She waved to Steph before she got another glass of champagne and rose from the stool and started making rounds. She was going to be making some grand tonight. She better make it worth her while.
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Heading over to a back room he met with the all the girls that worked for him, as well as an 'associate' of Don Falcone's. Having twenty girls working for him, he quickly did a roll call and asked them general questions about the party, wether or not the patrons were getting to rowdy, wether or not security should remove them, and how much booze was left. After the went through everything he dismissed them, letting them go back to the party. Before Stephanie could leave the room he gently held her hand and kissed her cheek. You know, your friend is quite a charmer. Might I ask for her name? he asked Stephanie
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Stephanie indulged in the meeting, hanging in the back, her arms crossed over her chest as she perched herself with her back against a book case. It was just the usual and she had no men to report, even if she wanted to spite a few of them since they no longer wanted her, but she wasnt about to rear her ugly side towards her boss especially. She took a fancy to him. Then again, which girl here didnt? It was a true shame that he didnt dabble. Once the meeting ended, she was on her way to leave and return to see if Harper was okay. That was when her boss asked her about her friend and she raised a brow. Oh? Smitten with the newbie? She asked. I thought you didnt dabble with your own girls. She teased, though trivial resentment towards her roommate crept up on her even if she wasnt asking for it. Besides, she wont sleep with you and neither does she have any intention of becoming one of your girls. Shes better than us.
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Well...I wasn't intending on making her one of us. She's a charming girl he said You have a good eye for this sort of thing. Every guy was hitting on her at the party he added Common...you can tell me her name he said, nudging her a little
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Her eyes blinked and she sighed softly. He wanted her roommate. Well, considering everyone knew of Hawthorne's reputation with his club and with women, she figured it'd be okay. Besides, Harper could get a taste, get hooked but never have him again. Part of Stephanie felt bad she was setting up her naive friend for disaster but the jealous woman in her couldn't help it, neither could she care if she hurt her friend. It was girl-eat-girl-world here. Fine. She sighed heavily, as if she was being put out. Well she was. Her name is Harper Collins. She said softly. Now what do I get from you since I told you her name? She asked with a teasing smile as she stepped towards him. She took her mask off and then his and looked up at him. I gave you something, I should get something in return, from you personally. It's only fair, right?
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Harper Collins. So that was the woman's name. Being slightly smitten with her from the moment he saw her, having her name humanized her quite a bit. When Stephanie asked for something in return, he looked over the sultry woman as she made her demands. It wasn't the first time she made a move like this...it wasn't the first time ANY woman made a move on him. Though Stephanie was breathtakingly attractive, Hawthorne didn't pursue her. Although she was an escort caught in this racket, when it came down to it she was a decent human being. Nevertheless, Hawthorne didn't dabble. Despite his solid education, wit, and intelligence, the cynical side of him prevailed the social convention of a relationship or a 'hook up' was based solely on physical attraction. If Hawthorne wasn't as good looking as he was, neither Steph or Harper would even look at him. The difference was that Stephanie was so easily accessible to him, and Harper would prove to be more of a conquest. Still, that didn't mean he couldn't give Steph a slight token of his appreciation. He slowly closed the gap between them, moving a strand of hair out of her face gently. He than cradled her chin with his finger and moved in as if to kiss her, but than stopped Well...you certainly earned that 2000 dollar bonus you wanted he said, smirking as he backed away from her and put his mask on as he walked into the ballroom.
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Stephanie waited, looking at him expectantly for something, anything. When he did finally close the gap between them, she smiled knowingly and lifted her chin a little bit so her gaze could meet his. Then he kissed her and she melted into his arms, leaning into him and her hands moved to his arms to brace herself. Oh, what a kiss. This man was like a god and could kiss like one too. She didnt want it to stop. But he made it stop and her lips followed his own in his retreat before she opened her eyes and looked at him. She swallowed hard and every part of her that relaxed in that kiss tensed up again. Dread slowly came over her face when he said that and it sunk back in so quickly. She was a prostitute. And he confirmed that. Thank you. It was almost a whisper and her eyes followed as he left. She took in a deep breath and put her mask on, exhaling deeply before leaving and heading back into the ballroom. Harper was asked to dance by a gentleman. She couldnt refuse him all because she couldnt give any of these men the impression that she wasnt there for them. She didnt want it to go back to Stephanies boss that she was less than what was expected from her that night and it damper the money she was expecting. She needed that few grand so she consented. Besides, he wasnt lewd or a pig like most of the men here after a few drinks in them. But at the same time, he wasnt the man she had danced with before, her mystery man. As she was dancing with this man though, she was all sweet smiles and soft laughter and ever charming conversation. Then her eyes seen through her mask drifted and set upon the same man. She had memorized his very appearance and the detail of that mask to know it was different from all the others and his and his alone. Her breath caught in her throat and she nearly drooled. How could a man be so handsome? It wasnt fair. It was so cruel of fate. Fate hated her. She always knew it. The only time it liked her was when she was doing something productive. This wasnt one of those times of being productive. The dance ended and she smiled to her partner, having totally forgotten she was dancing with him in the first place. She was so bad at this but he didnt seem to notice which was good! He kissed the back of her hand and she nodded her head a little bashfully before parting ways. Another song started to play as she left the dance floor and her eyes stayed on that man, yet she kept her distance. She didnt know how to just walk up to him. She hadnt done that with any of these men. They all came to her. Sure, she wasnt expecting that but she didnt know how to pursue. Only teaching.
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He watched Harper from afar, smirking as their gaze met momentarily. Her rapid aversion was proof enough that is charm left an impression on her. Still, he couldn't expect her to approach him. Taking a bottle of water he shifted through the crowded dance floor and approached her, smiling. Hello again. You must be exhausted after being hit on by all these guys he said, handing her the bottle of water and taking her free hand gently. Would you like to get some air for a bit? he asked her, giving her his tried and true smoldering look that pierced through his red and black mask.
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Every time he would look at her, Harper would avert her gaze. She didn't want him to know she was watching him. Though she was sure he probably did know, she was trying to retain some ounce of slyness and covertness in her constant perusal of him. What woman would be able to resist? He was beautiful and the way he carried himself, talked to her and charmed her, she was hooked, line and sinker. It was unhealthy, this feeling so fast. It wasn't love. It wasn't obsession. It was just...infatuation was too strong of a word to call it because she wasn't. She just wanted to know him, spend time with him, learn more about him and see what lay beneath that mask he wore. Her walking stopped when she saw he made his way to her and she bit her lower lip, unaware of it and then smiled gently. Thank you. She said softly and took the water. She was about to drink when he took her hand and her eyes flashed up to his upon his request. She should say no. She probably really should. But she couldn't. He was taking her to get air and if that was really his intention--despite the look in his eyes that threatened to make her knees buckle--she'd take him up on it. If it wasn't, well tonight was a night full of surprises. But it wouldn't surprise her if they ended up elsewhere. She wouldn't deny it. Sure. Her voice was soft, almost breathy and a light bit shaky. Lead the way.
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Watching her body language he noted that although she kept her composure, she was interested. Leading her to a balcony away from the noise of the music and the crowd of people. Letting go of her hand he looked upon her well proportioned form admiringly. He knew that if he played his cards right, he would see more of her tonight. So...what is a nice and charming girl like you doing here? he asked, leaning against the stone railing of the balcony, admiring her in the moonlight. He knew the answer to his question, but he wanted to create conversation Not that I mind. Out of all the girls here, you are prettiest he added