The Arms Hotel, Room of the stripper pole

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel yawned and stretched with the satisfied demeanor of a woman who'd had a very enjoyable, and energetic evening. A glance at the bedside clock showed that it was still early enough that she didn't need to worry about getting back to her husband, not that she really cared about him all that much anyway, but there was an image to be maintained

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[blessed_twice]

Wyatt smiled, his eyes still closed. "Hey, baby," he said. "Up for another round on the stripper pole?"

[izzyalienqueen]

"I don't feel like getting out of bed," she told him, moving closer. "But I'd definitely be up for another round."

[blessed_twice]

"I've got a pole for you right here," Wyatt said crudely, yanking Isabel on top of him.

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel rocked her hips against Wyatt's. "I guess I don't have to ask if you're happy to see me."