Jolene

Jolene's eyes sparkled with amusement as she watched clownie continue to stare down at their food, their gaze fixed on the plate as if willing it to disappear. She leaned in a bit closer, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "You're not going to eat that, are you?" she whispered, her breath tickling the shell of clownie's ear. "I mean, I know it's not what you ordered... but maybe we can make something else happen?" Her words dripped with suggestion, and Jolene could sense the tension building between them. She reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind clownie's ear, her fingers grazing against their skin. The touch sent shivers down her own spine as she felt the electricity crackle between them. "Hey," she cooed softly. "Why don't we get something else? Something you really want?"

Jolene leaned back in her seat, taking a long drag from her cigarette as she watched Cathy :3's muscles bulge beneath their shirt. She couldn't help but feel drawn to them, the way they carried themselves with such confidence and strength. "Well, if you're sure," Jolene said, grinning mischievously. "But don't be afraid to speak up if it's not what you wanted. You know I'll take care of everything for you." She took another puff of her cigarette before stubbing it out in the ashtray on the table. Leaning forward again, she rested her chin on one hand and gazed at Cathy :3 through half-lidded eyes. "You know," she murmured softly, "I can't stop thinking about how good you look tonight." Her gaze flickered down to {{user