Monika's Letting Loose ( Sprite Girl ! )

[Guest]

Name: Monika
Age: 26 years
Personality: She has a magnetic personality and is usually seductive without intending it. Her philosiphy is "Life is short. Meet a lot of guys. Have a lot of parties."
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Monika walked over to the bar and easily swatted away the hands of the guys that tried to smack her ass. She sat on the stool and ordered a beer. She took a swig and examined the men in the room. Most of them were drunk and hitting on the lesser girls. She smirked and laughed quietly to herself. The bartender reached to give her a refill, but was too busy staring at her he poured beer over the front of her shirt. She shrugged and took her shirt off, revealing a small black tube-top. She ignore the glares she was getting from other jealous women and instead took the second beer and drank some more before hitting the dance floor.

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Greg
He likes parties and he was in his house. He watching football.
(he looks like a muclelar guy with black hair.

[Guest]

Monika had been partying for hours now and retired to the back of the room, resting her feet on the table. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, beer in her hand. She hadn't found any good guys, but there was always tomorrow.

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Greg
"Uh........theres tommorrow", he said and walked to the park.

[Guest]

Monika left her tip on the bar and started to walk home. She passed the park on the way home and spotted a cute guy. She nearly tripped over something when she was staring at him. She averted her gaze. She had to walk through the park and the woods on the east side to get home. She smiled. He was straight in her path. She walked up to him. "Hey," she said. "Sorry for intruding, but I haven't seen you around her before." She gave him a seductive look.

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Greg
He looked at the girl."hello", he said and kissed her hand in respect.

[Guest]

Monika smiled and replaced her hand. "I'm Monika," she replied. "Who are you?"

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Greg
"hi Monika I'm Greg", he said and smiled. "But nm", he walked onto the swings.

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"So," she said, walking over to him. "Do you live around here?" She asked.

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Greg
"I'm hers aren't I?" he said and put her on his lap...

[Guest]

Monika studied him carefully. "You don't seem like other guys," she said. "But in a good way, of course."

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Greg laughed and smiled. "I'm dirtier", he said and slapped her butt.

[Guest]

Monika hit his shoulder playfully. "Obviously," She smirked. "If you're so ' dirty, ' why weren't you at club today?"

[Guest]

(Hello?)

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Greg
"Okay", he said and smiled.

[Guest]

Monika looked him over. "I should be getting home," she said. She gave him one last glance and said, "Unless you want to go to the bar."

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Greg
"Nah I am going HOME!" he said and smiled he walked away.

[Guest]

Monika smiled. "Suit yourself." She turned and started to walk home, texting her friends.

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Greg smiled. "kidding!" he said and tripped her and he followed.

[Guest]

Monika swatted his shoulder again. "Oh, you," she said, sighing. "Such a tease." She placed her index finger on the center of his chest and pushed him back a little. "Well I just came from the bar, so I'm scratching that idea. I'm going home either way -- if you come with me or not."

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Greg
"I'll go to your", he said and punched her shoulder lightly.

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Monika chuckled, "You really are different." She smiled. "What a lucky find." She began to walk towards her house.

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Greg
He laughed. "Yeah I guess I am", he said and followed.

[Guest]

when they arrived at her house, Monika slid the key into the door and opened it. She walked in, placing her sunglasses down on a table and ushering Greg inside. She then closed and locked the door again. "Anything to drink?" She asked. Her house was richly furnished and layered in mahogany and black, the colors assosiated with seduction.

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Greg
He looked inside. "This is nice!" he said and smiled. "Crab juice as in cranberry?" he asked testing her logic.

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