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into my design plan.  The advertisements are the silhouettes of a male and female professional in inconspicuous sultry poses.  The idea is that the demographic could easily imagine themselves replacing the ambiguous figures in each scenario.  The ads give off the vibe that something naughty is about to happen and management may not approve of their wicked extra-curricular activities.  Sebastian loved them.  His exact words were, “now this is somewhere I’d like to hang.  I can make my play without having to check ID’s for jail bait or have drunken kids dump their beer down my back.”  We sealed the deal with a high five.
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    Group Message
    Lex – I can’t work anymore. What’s everyone up to
    Jack – hair cut.  I got the big guy who’s been crushing on me
    Makayla – Aw, more cushion for the pushin
    Jack – this dude could cushion a fall from a plane
    Bella – in waiting room for gynie appt.  I swear I spend more time getting ready for these appts than I do for a date
    Makayla – did you put glitter dust on your who ha
    Bella – damn, knew I forgot something
    Lex – I don’t even know why strippers glitter that area
    Makayla – to distract you from the visible signs of their STD
    Jack – heading back to work.  Be home late tonight
    Makayla – thanks for the warning
    Lex – did your haircut have a happy ending?
    Jack – no, it ended in an uncomfortable parting of ways
    Bella – goddammit!  My appts not till tomoro.  I had cute hair and everything! (said very whiney)
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    Sebastian called earlier in the week inviting me to Inferno tonight.   Makayla was the only one without plans for the evening so I badgered her until she agreed to be my wingman.  We’re all gussied up, but instead of being inside getting our groove on, Makayla’s arguing with the doorman.  Apparently, he does not believe that we are friends of the owner and there at his bequest.  I have no idea what gave him that impression…
    “Damn, you’re a big boy.  Is it true what they say about hand size in relation to other parts of a man’s anatomy?  ‘Cause if it is, I think I might be a little scared of you.”  Yep that was Makayla.  The doorman was not impressed, and he almost clotheslined her when he stuck his arm out to block her entry.
      “Seriously door dude, we are special guests of the owner,” Makayla annunciated slowly.  “Ask Bastian boy.”   
    When the doorman didn’t immediately give into her demand to allow us through, she had such a hissy fit and caused the scene to end all scenes until the doorman had no choice but to summon management.  Thankfully, Sebastian found her antics endearing.
    “Can you go anywhere without causing a ruckus?” Sebastian asked while escorting us, one on each arm, to a private seating area that overlooked the dance floor.
    “In Makayla’s defense, we did hit the hooch a wee bit early.  I was nervous.  Chances are good that Mr. Hottie McHot Pants will be here, and what if I make a fool of myself.  Then I started worrying about whether Blonde Bimbo would be here.  What if she recognizes us and attacks me again?  Then I started hyperventilating.  That’s when Makayla got out the shot glasses and started pouring.  Do not judge me.  I was under a lot of pressure.”  I stopped walking, forcing the others to halt, and let out an exasperated sigh.  “I probably shouldn’t have told you any of that.”
    “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me,” Sebastian said with a wink.  He sat us down on a cozy little couch.  With each of us on either side, he stretched his arms out behind us and ordered three beers.  “You two are going to be the cheapest dates I’ve ever had.”
    “Hey! I am not cheap!  I didn’t even let Bobby McPhearson get to second base, and I dated him for a whole year,” I pouted and crossed my arms on a huff.
    “Well, that’s good to know,” Ethan grinned from the chair beside