2005-04-18 07:55
digitaldiscipline
"I need some water," Marquis shouted to Danae. Extricating herself from the bouncing, gyrating, seething animal that the dance floor became late in the evening, she made her way along the garishly-lit wall towards the third-floor lounge. The air was thick with several kinds of smoke, and the lights played frenetically against the haze, obscuring the darker corners, save for suggestive outlines and the occasional glint of jewelry or eyes.
Finally reaching the bar, drink in hand, Marquis turned to watch her girlfriend's movements. Far from oblivious to the effect of her appearance, Danae seemed to relish coyly rebuffing the advances of would-be partners. Their steady, prowling, slow-orbit approach through the other patrons put them solidly into the gravity well of her beauty before she would lean close, point to Marquis, and then laugh to herself as they were hurled into a new trajectory from their perigee, boosted by their confused frustration, a perpetual-motion response that they had come to call Negative Lesbian Gravity.
Of course, there were always a hanful, too drunk or cock-sure to obey the established physics.
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Next word, folks?
Finally reaching the bar, drink in hand, Marquis turned to watch her girlfriend's movements. Far from oblivious to the effect of her appearance, Danae seemed to relish coyly rebuffing the advances of would-be partners. Their steady, prowling, slow-orbit approach through the other patrons put them solidly into the gravity well of her beauty before she would lean close, point to Marquis, and then laugh to herself as they were hurled into a new trajectory from their perigee, boosted by their confused frustration, a perpetual-motion response that they had come to call Negative Lesbian Gravity.
Of course, there were always a hanful, too drunk or cock-sure to obey the established physics.
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Next word, folks?
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