In It For The Trouble [OPEN]

[Samantha Dugger]

Samantha decided her first stop in town should be the local club to grab a drink, flirt around and figure out just what this town was about. Walking through the front doors after sneaking around the main gate she looked around and quickly spotted the main bar, instantly having a strong craving for that burning sensation she would get as a shot of wild turkey would slaughter her throat and bust her stomach. Walking through the crowed club she let her ass sway almost dead on beat with the music, keeping it clean and tight but not to preppy and pre planed even if it was.

Reaching the bar she slipped in between a woman and man who were talking, laid her elbows on the counter and leaned down on them so her cleavage would show just enough to get her on the bar tenders good side and let him know she wasn't as young as she looked. "Wild Turkey, Hey! I want that shit 100 % not that watered down 75% bull shit!" She let out a gentle laugh seeing his shocked face and turned to look out over the wave of people who were here for all different and complicated reasons.

Many people came to clubs and there reasons were all filled with wants or needs. Some would come to just have a good time but she could tell already that a few of these girls were 'fake' tricking or flat out pimping were others worked here or just wanted a piece because they were that desperate or slutty. The men looked decent enough, even if most of them just wanted a nice piece of ass or were pimps checking out there ladies, scouting or just drug dealers looking for a place to sell.

SAMANTHA JO

[Rayner Reeve]

Rayner Reeve

Rayner Reeve slouched silently in the corner, swallowing another mouthful of alcohol and staring out of the window mindlessly. He didn't know why, but he'd expected more of this club, and he was quite disappointed. Not too many good-looking girls around, and way too many smart-ass rival gangs giving him disgusted looks. Well he didn't care about them. They could do what they want and he'd just sit and watch, unfazed. That was Rayner's style; laid-back. Unless of course, one of those scum-bags came over and started being disrespectful. Then he'd have to teach them a lesson they wouldn't forget.

He was just about to get up and leave when something caught his eye. Well, not a something, but a someone. A hot girl sitting over at the bar, leaning low as to make her cleavage partially-visible. Probably to attract attention, he knew it, but it was certainly working. Already there seemed to be a number of desperate guys eyeing her up like creeps. Ha, they wanted her too, huh? Well now it was a competition. And Rayner was going for the prize.
'S'up?' He said simply as he approached the good-looking girl. She was alone, good. All those other losers seemed to be glaring at him, but he wasn't paying attention to them any more. There was only one thing on his mind now.
'Name's Rayner. What should I call you?' A thin smile crept across his face as he eyed the girl's sleek body, her long, tones legs and her dark hair. She looked fine, that was for sure. Now all Rayner had to do was turn on the charm, but he wouldn't get too cocky yet. Not until she was his.
He turned back to her face, not wanting to seem like some perverted creep, and waited patiently for an answer.

[Samantha Dugger]

Turning as she heard the bartender's gruff voice telling her to pay up. She turned and laid the money on the counter and took the drink in hand. She took a small sip letting the cold liquid burn her neck. She let a small smirk pull her lips as the man beside her spoke. She didn't look up at him as most girls would have but instead she listened carefully to his words to see if she could figure anything else out about the man before having to look at him.

She could tell by his voice he wasn't all that much older than her and was between at least 19 to 24, or at least that was her guess. Hearing his questions she raised an eye brow and turned her head to wards him, eyes still on the bartender so he couldn't make contact yet."Hum,I guess you could call me Trouble since it follows me everywhere I go."

She pushed off the bar and stood almost strait up, weight still balancing on her left leg as she turned and leaned her back against the bar and let her eyes scan the room, acting as if she wasn't interested in him. She lifted her drink to her lips but hesitated before letting it swish around her mouth and freeze her teeth.

[Rayner Reeve]

Rayner Reeve

Rayner watched the girl curiously, the way she was avoiding eye contact with him only made him more determined to get her attention. There was no way he was letting those other guys get a look-in here; he wouldn't be put off by her hard-to-get attitude. What was it with girls these days? They couldn't just be cool from the moment you started talking to them, they had to go through that 'making sure you were worthy' ritual. Oh well, Rayner knew it made getting the girl seem like even more of an achievement if they played it that way.
'Ok, Trouble. Where're you from? I haven't seen you around before, you must be new in town.' Another smirk crawled on to his face as she lifted the drink to her lips, almost seductively. Damn, now he would do anything to get to know her more, but she was making it harder for him to succeed. Usually girls ... well ... just melted before him, but it just wasn't happening now. Not to mention all the rival gang members eyeing his new friend up, they weren't helping his concentration either. He was getting worked up, he wanted to go over to the losers and knock them senseless, but what would the girl think of that? He had to play it cool for now. He'd show those guys who's boss later.

[Samantha Dugger]

She slowly lowered the drink and tilted her heard so her eyes meet his finally."Just got here. Though, your pretty new yourself." She raised one eye brown and looked him over carefully. He was hot you could say. She was accustomed to dealing with assholes and rapist so to her he was just another possible threat. She wasn't a good girl and didn't require you to win her. Gaining trust however could be hell.

She shook her cup and growled lightly seeing it empty."They don't make these things big enough." She turned leaning back down on the counter her but pushing out and she flinched feeling a guy slap her ass as he walked by. Leaning up as she slide her cup to the bartender she watched the man slink away and rolled her eyes. "Mich, Give me jack, i want to get fucked up tonight and that shit just ain't gonna work."

She directed her attention back to the new man now while she waited for her drink."So? Whats your plan?" She didn't like small talk and she knew he was interested. He was a guy, this was what guys did. They thought by talking to girls it showed them they were cool but to Sam it was dumb sometimes."My question is Playa or Gentlemen?" She raised an eye brow and leaned back against the bar again.

[Rayner Reeve]

Rayner Reeve

Rayner smiled as the girl shook her cup, obviously wanting more alcohol. Ha, well at least he knew this one had a personality and wasn't just some slut out to get evey guy's attention. Or maybe she was? He didn't know anything about her, she could be a man for all he knew. Although by looking at her hot body, he highly doubted she wasn't anything but female. He hoped she wasn't anything but female. She was way too tempting to be anything else, and as she spoke her words Rayner felt himself becoming more and more interested in her.
'Yeah. I just moved here, so I guess we're both new in town. Maybe we should show each other round some time?' He smiled, wondering how she'd react to his corny lines. Hopefully this would prove she wasn't some desperate whore, but even if she was, Rayner probably wouldn't care. He wasn't exactly fussy over women, but he knew which ones he really, really wanted. And this was definitely one of them.
'Tell me about it, they're way too small to hold a decent amount of drink.' He turned his attention towards the bartender. You hear that? Sounds like a complaint, maybe you should do something about it.' He knew this would be taken as 'disrespectful' but he didn't give a shit. If the guy wanted to throw him out of the bar, well ... tough. He wasn't going anywhere without this sweet thing.
'Ha, alright. You've seen through my cover, I'm a player. But I didn't say I was proud of it, you know, just the way I am. But when I find something sweet I don't go looking for anything else, if you know what I mean.' He ordered another drink for himself, and of course the lady, and shot a glance to the scum-bag who'd pinched the girl's ass. He'd get him for that later, but right now he was a little too busy.
'And I have no particular plan. I just go with the flow, see what happens. That's the way I roll.'

[Samantha Dugger]

She let out a chuckle hearing his line."Baby you ain't got nothing i haven't seen probably a hundred times but if your a playa I'm guessing its the same with me." She winked at him lightly and twisted around taking a seat on the stole and reached out taking the drink as Mich arrived back.

Hearing the mans words she watched Mich's throat work and she tapped the counter and watched as he calmed turned and walked off to get the mans drinks for them."Mich is a hot head sexy." She let her eyes work him over once more from the seated position so he wouldn't notice and found that she liked his looks. Odd since she rarely did.

She wasn't the usual 'girl' that most guys found here and she wasn't here to get laid or attention, she was here for alcohol. Not that she couldn't get that anywhere else but Mich was a friend and gave it to her even though she was underage and her brother had told him not to. She tilted her head looking over at the man again.

"Well Playa? I ain't no hood rat so we are both lucky." She raised her brows as she took her drink and took a long drink."No plan? Hum. Well good, sick of the men who have it all lined out all up to the how am i gonna get that one into bed part." She leaned over looking into the mans eyes."If you want ass, just ask." She smirked pulling back quickly and stood spinning around and started off into the crowd.

[Rayner Reeve]

Rayner Reeve

Rayner eyed the girl as she spoke, smiling slightly when she winked at him. She seemed to like him, but he still didn't know her name and she was making him wait a long time. Was she still playing hard to get? It didn't look like she was. But could he take her back to his own place without even knowing her name? Ha, it wouldn't matter to him, and luckily, it didn't seem to matter to her either. Maybe tonight was going to be his lucky night, and with the hottest girl around.
'Hm, yeah. You have a bit of a temper, don't you Mich?' He smirked at the man and turned around in his chair, focusing his attention back on his girl. As she leaned over and twisted in her chair, Rayner caught sight of the thong she was wearing. Ooh, a thong. Even better, he thought to himself. This was going great, he had a hot babe right in front of him, she wasn't interested in anyone else and it looked like he was going to get lucky tonight.
'Well I'm glad to hear you're not a 'hood-rat', it's always nice to hear a girl you like doesn't sleep around. And yeah, we are both very lucky tonight.' He grinned at her as she took another long drink. This girl definitely seemed to like the 'drink', and strangely, he found it highly attractive.
As the woman spoke one last time, Rayner found it hard not to spill his drink everywhere. Yes, this girl was his, but she was still walking away from him. He had to find a way to convince her he wasn't like all the other losers around here.
'Well hey, why didn't you say so?' He stood up and casually walked after her, smirking at the other men who were glaring at him. 'This place is a little crowded, don't you think, baby? You want to go somewhere else?'

[Samantha Dugger]

She laughed at him lightly."Mich please don't kill him." She walked though the crowd hearing his words."Oh we are very lucky.....crowded?" She turned laying hand on his chest pulling him closer...."I ain't that drunk yet baby." She pulled his lips down close to hers. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Her brother would skin her for fucking him if he was an enimie....she needed to know about him first. She ran her hand around his body, walking around him. Moving her ass against his general crotch area lightly as she danced, her arm up behind her head locked around his neck moving up and down against his body.

She was good at what she did. He spit beer ever where with her last words and she knew he wanted sex....maybe he would get it maybe he wouldn't, she said he could ask she didn't say he would get it just because he did.

[Rayner Reeve]

Rayner Reeve

Rayner followed the girl through the crowded bar, watching her ass with every step he took. Damn, she looked fine, but where was she going? The dance floor? Sweet, now I get to show her my real moves, he thought smugly to himself. He was a natural-born dancer, this would be no problem. He didn't like to brag, but when you're that good at something, why the hell not?

As the girl's words reached his ears, Rayner felt her fingers spider across his chest and down his body. She leaned in towards him and Rayner raised his eyebrows at her. This kind of thing happened often to him, but he hadn't thought this girl would be so easy. He could make his move now, he was sure of it, but they were on the dance floor. And Rayner loved to dance.
'You know my name. As for why I'm here; I have some unfinished business to take care of.' He didn't say anything else. He was here to finish off a job, or rather, a person ... that had messed with him. He didn't need to divulge any more information than that. The fact that he was only here to kill someone would probably only freak the girl out, and he didn't want that.
'Come on baby, let's dance.' With nothing else to say, he twisted his body round and began to show off his toprock moves, glad his hours spent training were finally paying off. His rhythm and style would be enough to make any girl want him, but he wasn't done yet. He was just getting started.

He continued with his dancing, almost forgetting about the girl as he started popping and locking. He executed a perfect swipe and landed in front of his lady once again, a small smile creeping across his face. He was panting, but he still had lots of energy for other things. Now that he'd got the dance moves out of his system, he guessed the girl might want to show off some of her own moves now. Lets see her top that. He smiled to himself as she began moving up and down his body, arms wrapped around his neck. She was looking hotter than ever, and every droplet of his sweat seemed to burn him as it trickled down his skin.
'Your turn. Then you can give me the low down on your own life.' He moved his hands across her back and down to her ass, pinching it once then moving back up to her spine. She had a sweet figure, he couldn't wait to see her move it on the dance floor. If she knew how to dance.

[Samantha Dugger]

She let out a soft giggle as he danced. She had seen men dance before, to many times to be honest. He was trying to get laid and she couldn't help but chuckle at this. If he only knew what she did for a living....what she owned....how old she was, what she was doing here and just who her family was. He was trying to impress her and sometimes she wished guys would just be themselves though this one was trying she would give him that much.

She moved her body slowly spinning around she leaned into him."I dance better without my cloths on. Thats why I own a strip club..." She nipped his ear lightly laughing at his face as she turned moving perfectly to the music. She thought he was cute, to young for her but cute. Her sister might like him though.

Samantha didn't like dating boys younger than her though she might go a head and fuck this one since she had teased him though she wasn't sure. He looked as if he would be in a gang and she wasn't so sure that was a good idea or not. If he was he sure as fuck wasn't in the right part of town. Each section seemed to be ran by a different gang and depending on where you were would depend on how long you lived.

Her brother was a black cobra and by being one she was instantly gang related. Target more often than not she learned to watch out for what all was going on in the world and who she was talking with. She was willing to change shit up but she had to be carefully who fucked her and when. She had to know if he was in a gang or not because if it was a rival gang she would have to be killed by her brother for such an unlawful act against his family or homies.

With everything going on she had just heard that her father....well her brothers father had arrived in town and this could be taken as a good or bad tihng depending on how you looked at things...