Post by Trixie Michaels on Jun 13, 2009 4:17:08 GMT -5
Trixie laughed, "A trend setter. Sure if thats what helps you sleep at night. Simple. They are bottle blonde's." Trixie smiled, "Blonds might have more fun, but brunette always win in the end." She winked. Trixie did not mind the verbal banter, but she would not let his words bother her. He was nothing. She did not care what he thought, yet deep down she did. She liked to pretend she didn't.
"There is no exception. You did not seek me out because you are not on my radar. You are lucky I am talking to you right now." She said in a soft, sultry voice. "Consider yourself blessed then." She smiled. "I will accept that and raise you Grand Theft Auto." She said with a raised brow. She was a complex person.
"Oh really. Then bring it on." She said, "Because I will break you down. I always do. You are no match for me. Never will be. I am the supreme bitch around and I will get you to fear me." Trixie said to him and poked him in the chest. "A motorcycle. You have taste...I would have to see the leather. Its one thing to say you are bad, but another to prove it. I always play my card right."
"There is no exception. You did not seek me out because you are not on my radar. You are lucky I am talking to you right now." She said in a soft, sultry voice. "Consider yourself blessed then." She smiled. "I will accept that and raise you Grand Theft Auto." She said with a raised brow. She was a complex person.
"Oh really. Then bring it on." She said, "Because I will break you down. I always do. You are no match for me. Never will be. I am the supreme bitch around and I will get you to fear me." Trixie said to him and poked him in the chest. "A motorcycle. You have taste...I would have to see the leather. Its one thing to say you are bad, but another to prove it. I always play my card right."