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 Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 8:39 pm
Bourbon Street. A place of drinking, little shops, small hotels, hauntings and a lot of adult fun. It's also the most popular location for Mardi Gras goers.
It's boobs, drinks and more in New Orleans at Bourbon Street.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 8:53 pm
Whistling casually, C.J. leisurely strolled up to Bourbon street. The sounds of the parties and wild Dixieland jazz, Rock N' Roll, Hip Hop and so many other genres blaring from some of the clubs was and interesting mix. Leaning up against a lightpost, he reached in the pocket of his leather jacket and pulled out a pack of chewing gum. Well, this is the place. he thought as he unwrapped a piece of gum. Smiling as he popped it in his mouth. He smiled at the party. Especially because it was one of his first dates in a while. What better place to do that than New Orleans, a town where anything can happen?
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 9:11 pm
Crystal walked down Bourbon Street looking for her date. They had only met once and she was excited to get to know him more. She strolled past the bars and other establishments like she owned the sidewalk. This was /her/ town. She grew up here and she knew everything about it.
Crystal marveled at the buildings because even after Katrina very little had changed about this section of the city. In fact it was because of the little fancy restaurants around here that a lot of people didn't starve. The gas stoves and an over stock of food meant that people had something safe to eat the first few days.
She looked over and smiled as she spotted C.J. and walked up behind him. "Well 'ello stranger. What brings a guy like you to a street like 'dis?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 9:18 pm
C.J. smiled when he heard Crystal's voice. The young man turned around to see her. "Well, I was just standin' here, waitin' for a pretty girl t' come along." he said with a smirk. "An' sure 'nuff, you show up." he said, a cunning little smile across his face as he hugged her. "Care for some chewin' gum?" he asked. By looking at him, he looked like one of those greasers from TV, with the exception of the hawaiian shirt underneath his leather jacket.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 9:26 pm
Crystal smiled back and hugged him as well. She was a social butterfly, energetic and friendly. She loved hugs and making people feel better, a laugh was like a million dollars to her.
"Well guess ta fates have brought us ta'gether din, and no... I'm more of a mint person... Less likely ta have that aspartame in it." She took his hand and tugged on it. "Come on. We've got a party ta attend."
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 9:32 pm
C.J. perked up at the party. Back home he was just as energetic and friendly. Two things that got his career started, and fortunately, down to New Orleans with a cashed check from a record advance in his back pocket. "Right on, hon. Lead the way." he said as he put his hand in hers. He didn't want to freak her out, but something felt right about that.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 9:38 pm
They got to one of the more popular clubs and Crystal walked right up to the door with Arell in tow. "Crystal Lasill." She looked at the bouncer as he checked his list before looking up.
The bouncer's attention immediately went to Arell as he looked the man up and down. Crystal put her hand up and flicked in a 'know so' manor. "He's with me, Jess. Don' worry non about how he looks."
The bouncer rolled his eyes and stepped aside to let them in.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 9:43 pm
C.J. smirked as the two walked into the bar. "Funny, he looked like a guy I knew from Baltimore." he said as they walked inside. The club was a real swanky dive, and C.J.'s road-worn Rockabilly duds looked a little bit more casual than the crowd that was there. He took it in stride as they entered the place. "Well now that we're here, hon. Now what?" he asked, trying to keep himself heard above the music.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 11:42 am
Crystal looked around and then leaned close to him to be heard. "Well we can either dance now, or go to the private room and have ourselves our own little party." She smiled up at him, and wiggled her hips.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 11:55 am
C.J. smirked at the flirtatious young lady with what had appeared to be rogue-ish charm. "I do believe I'm open to anything, darlin' as long as I'm in your company." the young man said. He didn't look like much, but he knew he was flirting with her, and was flirting right back.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:25 pm
"Well how about we dance and then we can chill and have some drinks upstairs." Crystal smiled up at C.J. as she pulled him to the dance floor.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:35 pm
C.J. went out to the floor. "Sounds like fun!" he said as he felt the groove from the music. Smiling, he did his best to remember some of the moves he learned in a Swing dancing class he took once back home.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:55 am
Crystal started grooving as well. She kept up with C.J. easily. After a while of dancing she grabbed his hand and tugged him towards some stairs that were roped off.
Crystal pulled out a card and the bouncer there pulled the rope back to let them through. Once upstairs it was much quieter and there was only a small crowd in the medium sized room.
"Hi Guys." Crystal waved. The others, who were all dressed more goth, much like Crystal, looked back at them and eyed C.J.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 12:04 pm
C.J. smiled as he followed her to the medium-sized room. "Hey, y'all." the young man said, a little smile on his face. The Errol Flynn debonair was still there, but he was a little surprised that all eyes were on him. "Well you're leadin', sugar. What now?" the young Rockabilly asked. This usually wasn't his usual crowd but he'd try his best to be sociable.
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