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(OOC: I'm changin' the manager of the store. :)
‡ Amongst the posterior of the disco-illuminated interiors resided a single brunette, holstered amongst a leather-strapped stool, slender, garnished gams crossed before the toned, visible abdomen.. She was clad in an appealing assortment of textiles in which had been purchased from her very store -- a slightly revealing, low-cut chemise which clung tenatively to the ample bust and toned abdomen. Riding low amongst the oval-shaped hipsters were a pair of ivory pants, which clung as if a second epidermis to the muscular, however willowy thighs and flared noticeably at the calves.. ‡
‡ The rich, almond gaze hastily rose aloft at the ring of the ajar door. Instinctively, the bills and paperwork were cast aside, as the pupils flickered scrutinizingly over the frame of the unfamiliar, foreign blond.. A welcoming smie established itself comfortably amongst the glossy labrum, the perfectly situated rack of ivory dentiles brought to life amongst the naturally tanned, russet epidermis.. The extensive tresses of wavy mahogany were defiantly pressed aside, as the lyrics played from the ajar larynx.. "I'm Allure.. the owner of this store." Posture was regained, as an open palm was stationed before her, clasping about her own, before shuffling behind the register to regain a pad of ivory, unfilled paperwork.. "Here ya go babe. Just fill out this, and tell me about why you want the job.. That should do." ‡
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