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Post by velvet on Apr 11, 2007 13:16:50 GMT -5
Velvet waits until around 2 pm to call Marisol up to see if they're still going shopping and possibly ask for some pointers on what she should and shouldn't do.
She grabs her cell phone and calls up Marisol. She hopes that guy who gave her the number gave her the right number and not a fake one.
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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Apr 11, 2007 13:45:40 GMT -5
Her phone rings. Not too many people have her number...well only two thus far in the XWA, so she figures who it might...but waits for a response to confirm.
Hello?
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Post by velvet on Apr 11, 2007 14:28:06 GMT -5
Velvet breathes a sigh of relief. The number wasn't fake.
It's Vel. I hope you don't mind if I got your number but I was wondering if we were still on for shopping or if you yad something come up.
Velvet prays she doesn't have something she has to take care, putting off shopping. she really had been looking forward to it.
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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Apr 11, 2007 16:44:33 GMT -5
The voice on the other end was that of Velvet, her first XWA opponent and...friend? Well, today would be a good day to break the ice if that were the case.
I'm still up for it. Where can we meet?
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Post by velvet on Apr 11, 2007 17:59:11 GMT -5
I can pick you up at your place if you want or we can meet at the Hardrock in Times Square. It doesn't matter to me unless you have a better idea on where we could meet up.
Velvet was definitly happy that Marisol wasn't busy as she waits for Mariso to answer.
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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Apr 11, 2007 18:37:57 GMT -5
Yes, you can pick me up here, Velvet...downtown Manhattan is much nicer to shop than Times Square. Here's my address...
She tells her, and then heads outside of the building wearing a pink blouse and white mini-skirt with some white knee-high boots, waiting for Vel to meet up with her.
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Post by velvet on Apr 11, 2007 20:21:54 GMT -5
Vel quickly throws her coat on as she heads out with a black vest and jeans. She hops into her silver 2003 Jaguar XKR. She drives to the address given. Once she gets there she rolls down the window.
Hey, hop in. I haven't been here in a while. Where do you want to head to first?
Vel waits for Marisol to get in and suggest a good place to shop. She didn't know who had anything good in NYC anymore.
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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Apr 11, 2007 22:15:52 GMT -5
Wow...this is some ride you have here, Velvet. Hmmm, let's hit SoHo and see what we find.
Marisol smiles, obviously impressed with the girl's taste in vehicles. She steps in from the passenger side and buckles in. As they ride down the streets she engages in a little small talk.
I love this city. I never got to stay here very long until now. There's just so much to do here, don't you agree?
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Post by velvet on Apr 12, 2007 7:33:53 GMT -5
Velvet chuckles a little at the reaction because of her car.
This is a car I saved up for since I was a little girl. I always liked sports cars and I liked the Jaguar. And yeah, there's always so much to do. You got all the attractions here, so many stores. You can pretty much do something different each day if you lived here. Definitly one of the finer qualities of a city. Have you had a chance to see the city at night?
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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Apr 12, 2007 12:11:58 GMT -5
Oh yes, it's even more beautiful...all the lights, the clubs, the guys...*giggles*
Of all the places I've seen modeling, New York is one of my favorites.
That reminds me...I could go for some "play" gear actually. You never know when you're going to need a satin lace teddy with a plunging bosom, right?
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Post by velvet on Apr 12, 2007 13:57:14 GMT -5
Velvet giggles at what Marisol says and parks next to the nearest store with what Marisol wants.
Alright, here we are. I guess I could pick out a couple items myself too.
She giggles as her and Marisol go inside and start to shop.
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Post by Marisol Cardinale on Apr 12, 2007 16:42:14 GMT -5
As they entered the shop, the intimate black-and-pink Soho boudoir is bedecked with huge chandeliers and lace drapes, with the racy bras and thongs hanging artfully on black wire-frame torsos. This place wasn't cookie-cutter like Victoria's Secret, no...it had a naughty air to it without being overly racy...right down to the staff who were decked out in some pretty revealing "naughty nurse" outfits.
Oh, this place is just perfect...
Mari smiles as she steps in and takes a look around. So many naughty niceties it baffled the mind. Would she ever wear anything like this...probably, and the person who sees her in them will be very...VERY lucky.
See anything you like?
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Post by velvet on Apr 13, 2007 7:32:11 GMT -5
Vel smiles. It wasn't often that she shopped at places like these but she still did on occasion.
I think I'll look around a bit more before I choose a thing or two. If I'm not careful I might end up going broke in this store alone.
Vel smiles as she looks around a bit more, never knowing who she could possibly bump into.
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Post by Amber Gianni on Apr 13, 2007 8:43:35 GMT -5
Now this one is just tasty...
Amber just so happened to be in the same boutique adding to her own extensive collection. Staring in a full body mirror she had a black nightie pressed against her, picturing how it would actually look on her.
Oh yeah...might be too fancy for Destiny's tastes, I'll get some g-strings for her. I'm sure Keith would LOVE to see me in this one though.
She turns toward the woman who is nearby with a smile and asks...
Excuse me sweetie...what do you think of this one?
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Post by velvet on Apr 13, 2007 8:58:26 GMT -5
Vel takes a look at Amber with a smile.
That one looks wonderful on you. But most things in here look wonderful on most people anyways. This store isn't known for selling things that aren't quality.
Vel looks around before turning back to Amber.
You look like a girl with a great fashion sense for every occasion. What would you recommend if there was the chance of a "special" night with a guy?
Vel takes another look at Amber, definitly figuring she would know more about men's tastes than her. Vel's biggest interest was fast cars that looked good.
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