Thread: Wicked Deception (Orgasmo vs. Silver Lining)

Darryll Woodcock stepped out of the piano black Aston Martin Vanquish S , flicked his cigarette to the side of the curb and tossed the keys to the valet jockey. The Monroe University junior was in a great mood tonight. Yesterday, he and his rugby mates had defeated their cross-state rivals, Eastfield College. Earlier this afternoon he had spent three hours playing poker online and had won a cool sixteen grand. And the evening saw him at Hooters with some buddies drinking beers and eating wings. Hed still be there now if he hadnt remembered about having to take care of some business here at Club Taboo. Still slightly buzzed, Darryll checked that he had his cell phone and with his usual devil-may-care swagger, made his way past the long line of people anxiously waiting alongside the front of the club and boldly up to the two brawny men standing at the entrance. Darryll Woodcock. Im here to see Pauli, he announced to the man holding the clipboard. The doormans eyes narrowed suspiciously as he looked over the 6'1 male who thought he could skip the line and get into the club just like that and said simply, Theres no Pauli here. Darryll retrieved his cell phone from his pocket, scrolled down to P.L., pressed Call, handed his phone to the doorman and said, Pauli wants to talk to you. Taking Darrylls phone, the doorman held it up to his ear. Hello?....Yes....Uh-huh.Sure, the doorman said to the person on the other end of the phone as he looked Darryll over again with a critical eye. Darryll was garbed in an oyster-blue Hugo Boss Johnny-Collar short-sleeve shirt - untucked, black Cavalli trousers and a pair of buckled black leather Aldo wedge tips. Sure thing, boss, the doorman said into the phone. The doorman then handed back Darrylls phone and told him, Pauli said to head inside and get a drink. He'll be with you in about twenty minutes or so. The doorman then nodded to the bouncer who unhooked the velvet rope to let Darryll through. While he was no stranger to the club scene, Darrylls visit to Taboo tonight was more for business than for pleasure. But once business was taken care of, however, Darryll would be ready to play, being the ever opportunistic hyena that he was. Upon entering, the blue-eyed rugby jock with the short-cropped brown hair paused to take in the scene. The clubs interior was both dynamic and chic, combining stylish and innovative modern design elements highlighted by a dramatic ceiling installation. Lavish seating areas surrounded the European-style recessed dance floor, providing ideal viewing and bottle or cocktail service from the two bars. The DJ, from his elevated pulpit watched over the packed dance floor while spinning 50,000 watts of un-adulterated dance your ass-off sound through the state-of-the-art Phazon sound system. These sounds, together with the kinetic light effects and the clubs go-go dancers combined in a sexy collaboration to enhance the club's extravagant and thrilling atmosphere. Looking up, Darryll could see the colonnaded balconies of the various VIP rooms allowing their patrons to survey the action below. He then made his way to the crowded main bar, got a bartenders attention and ordered. Double shot of Rumple Minze and a Budweiser.