“Riiiight. I’m just looking for directions also. I’m looking for Bootytown,” Will joked, as he strode towards Darlene, casually closing the distance. “From the look of your outfit, I’d say that you’re looking for something a bit more…risqué, or is it that you’re a provider? A direction’s giver? A guide?”
Darlene tried to follow that, but her blonde brows furrowed over shallow blue eyes, “Huh?” she asked.
“Shall we lose the metaphor shall we?” Will asked.
Darlene nodded gratefully.
“Are you here to work, or to…play?”
“I’m just—“ Darlene began.
“Come now, no need to be bashful, I’m here too, after all,” Will interrupted, a broad smile crossing his face, as he wrapped an arm around her, all friendly, his intentions well hidden. |