Stilettos and lace....don't mix the gunpowder with lipstick.
WHO: Sheldon Sands and Ramon[NPC]
WHERE: Atatla Hotel
WHEN: Wednesday Night (Backdated)
WARNINGS: Phone sex which includes dirty talk with a pickle and tequilla.
SUMMARY: Sheldon's putting on the disguise as Shelly and he had the idea that using sex as a weapon was the best way to get Ramon from his perch to sing like the canary he is.
FORMAT: Solo log.
Tonight was one of those nights that Sheldon wasn't looking forward to but he volunteered himself to be the one to step out as a "working girl". The idea was to get Ramon out of the safety and comfort of his little office and out into the garage where the interrogation was to be held. This was to ensure that Jack's plan would go unmarred.
With a kit of fake nails, red polish and a make-up kit, it was time to put the finishing touches on his grooming to make a convincing woman....waxed legs and all. The painful venture was done that afternoon in the confines of the steamy bathroom. And boy does he have a lot to explain for after this. It paid to pay attention to the magazines along with the health and beauty tips. Still, it was irregular for any man to know that much to put it to any practical use. Sheldon has done this more than once.
With nails on and the candle apple red polish applied, it was time to make his call. He taps the nails on the table for a more authentic sound and it allowed him to get into the persona of Shelly far easier. "Hi. This is Shelly. Is Ramon available? I'm calling from La Paloma de Amor escort service on behalf of Madame La Pileta." Sheldon's voice held the whiskey husk of a well seasoned woman along with the tone of a woman in her late twenties. "Yes, I'll hold."
Sheldon started to become a bit nervous but had to hold his breath. The other line picked up and without Sheldon knowing, the call was being traced. Thankfully, Sheldon was smart enough to pick a hotel that was ran by a third party just outside of town and not the Atatla itself which would have been a disaster. "Ramon." The voice was not as dark as Sheldon originally thought it to be. Instead, he sounded relatively young and more around his own age than someone that was seasoned in this sort of avenue.
"Hola, Señor. My name is-" Sheldon was cut off before he had the chance to finish his line.
"Shelly. I heard about you. Slinking around from town to town looking for the next big thing that comes pounding at your door," Ramon responded darkly.
Sheldon had to force a smile and swallow that bullet. It was bad enough that he had to do this it was even worse being subjected to it. Another reason to distance his gender while he recalled his lines. Now for a bit of improvisation. "Oh, really. How disappointing. I was hoping that I could add a little mystery to your life but it seems that I was beaten to the punch." He kept his tone light and added a slight bit of a pout to the tone. Feed the ego and stroke it and Sheldon had this guy down. "You're very smart to have figured me out so quickly," Sheldon purred.
A soft scoff came from the other side of the line. "Well, what is that I can do you for?" The squeaking of the chair from under Ramon's shifting weight with his feet propped up on the desk, Sheldon could already tell that this guy was going to take a little bit of coaxing and priming.
"Actually, I called to do you." Sheldon's response was seductive in tone but definitely heavy in the innuendo.
"Convince me." The apparent lack of social decorum certainly added to the air that Sheldon was in for a long night on the phone.
Sheldon stood up to make sure that his door was locked and at the same time he internally cringed for the duty he was about to perform. Still, it needed to be done to convince Ramon that the services rendered would be to the highest of quality and exceed expectations. "Ooh, you're so wound up and tense. Those tight muscles on your shoulders and neck need a little TLC and I'm not there to give it. Instead, I'll have to loosen you up from your hard day at work and put a more subtle mindset into that handsome head. Mmm, what do you say?"
Ramon was really liking her tone and started to loosen his tie a little. "I like the sound of that."
"Mmm, I though you might." Sheldon reached over toward the counter to pull out a pickle from the jar. He winced looking at it and did his best to keep his discomfort from being heard. "The tie has to go. Now close your eyes and feel my fingers unbuttoning your shirt as my hand feels your chest and tight abs."
Ramon wasn't about to let this go any further without shooing his guards away. "Mhm. How long have you been doing this?" Needless to say, he was starting to get into it.
Brown eyes widened and Sheldon's upper lip lifted up but this wasn't the time to back out. "Long enough to have a lot of fun with it. Shall we continue?" Thank god for being able to distance himself.
After several minutes of this nauseating play, Sheldon managed to convince Ramon to agree to a meeting by the garage where Shelly would be escorting him with the agreement that four of his men would come along to make sure that no one would disturb them. Shelly agreed and looking back, he wished he hadn't.
WHERE: Atatla Hotel
WHEN: Wednesday Night (Backdated)
WARNINGS: Phone sex which includes dirty talk with a pickle and tequilla.
SUMMARY: Sheldon's putting on the disguise as Shelly and he had the idea that using sex as a weapon was the best way to get Ramon from his perch to sing like the canary he is.
FORMAT: Solo log.
Tonight was one of those nights that Sheldon wasn't looking forward to but he volunteered himself to be the one to step out as a "working girl". The idea was to get Ramon out of the safety and comfort of his little office and out into the garage where the interrogation was to be held. This was to ensure that Jack's plan would go unmarred.
With a kit of fake nails, red polish and a make-up kit, it was time to put the finishing touches on his grooming to make a convincing woman....waxed legs and all. The painful venture was done that afternoon in the confines of the steamy bathroom. And boy does he have a lot to explain for after this. It paid to pay attention to the magazines along with the health and beauty tips. Still, it was irregular for any man to know that much to put it to any practical use. Sheldon has done this more than once.
With nails on and the candle apple red polish applied, it was time to make his call. He taps the nails on the table for a more authentic sound and it allowed him to get into the persona of Shelly far easier. "Hi. This is Shelly. Is Ramon available? I'm calling from La Paloma de Amor escort service on behalf of Madame La Pileta." Sheldon's voice held the whiskey husk of a well seasoned woman along with the tone of a woman in her late twenties. "Yes, I'll hold."
Sheldon started to become a bit nervous but had to hold his breath. The other line picked up and without Sheldon knowing, the call was being traced. Thankfully, Sheldon was smart enough to pick a hotel that was ran by a third party just outside of town and not the Atatla itself which would have been a disaster. "Ramon." The voice was not as dark as Sheldon originally thought it to be. Instead, he sounded relatively young and more around his own age than someone that was seasoned in this sort of avenue.
"Hola, Señor. My name is-" Sheldon was cut off before he had the chance to finish his line.
"Shelly. I heard about you. Slinking around from town to town looking for the next big thing that comes pounding at your door," Ramon responded darkly.
Sheldon had to force a smile and swallow that bullet. It was bad enough that he had to do this it was even worse being subjected to it. Another reason to distance his gender while he recalled his lines. Now for a bit of improvisation. "Oh, really. How disappointing. I was hoping that I could add a little mystery to your life but it seems that I was beaten to the punch." He kept his tone light and added a slight bit of a pout to the tone. Feed the ego and stroke it and Sheldon had this guy down. "You're very smart to have figured me out so quickly," Sheldon purred.
A soft scoff came from the other side of the line. "Well, what is that I can do you for?" The squeaking of the chair from under Ramon's shifting weight with his feet propped up on the desk, Sheldon could already tell that this guy was going to take a little bit of coaxing and priming.
"Actually, I called to do you." Sheldon's response was seductive in tone but definitely heavy in the innuendo.
"Convince me." The apparent lack of social decorum certainly added to the air that Sheldon was in for a long night on the phone.
Sheldon stood up to make sure that his door was locked and at the same time he internally cringed for the duty he was about to perform. Still, it needed to be done to convince Ramon that the services rendered would be to the highest of quality and exceed expectations. "Ooh, you're so wound up and tense. Those tight muscles on your shoulders and neck need a little TLC and I'm not there to give it. Instead, I'll have to loosen you up from your hard day at work and put a more subtle mindset into that handsome head. Mmm, what do you say?"
Ramon was really liking her tone and started to loosen his tie a little. "I like the sound of that."
"Mmm, I though you might." Sheldon reached over toward the counter to pull out a pickle from the jar. He winced looking at it and did his best to keep his discomfort from being heard. "The tie has to go. Now close your eyes and feel my fingers unbuttoning your shirt as my hand feels your chest and tight abs."
Ramon wasn't about to let this go any further without shooing his guards away. "Mhm. How long have you been doing this?" Needless to say, he was starting to get into it.
Brown eyes widened and Sheldon's upper lip lifted up but this wasn't the time to back out. "Long enough to have a lot of fun with it. Shall we continue?" Thank god for being able to distance himself.
After several minutes of this nauseating play, Sheldon managed to convince Ramon to agree to a meeting by the garage where Shelly would be escorting him with the agreement that four of his men would come along to make sure that no one would disturb them. Shelly agreed and looking back, he wished he hadn't.