Harry Osborn

[as one might have expected, he wasn't the only one who had his eyes on her. she'd drawn the attention of a few people as she made her way to the back, eventually knocking on the boss' door.]

hey, i got a guy at the bar who's lookin' for a dance. how do you want me to handle it?

[truth be told? she hasn't decided yet. but she's running it by the boss, either way. can't just commit to giving a dance when she's supposed to be serving drinks, right?

besides, when in doubt, it's best to double check, just in case.]

[at which point he was treated to the flex of one of those fat cheeks as she turned on her heel and strode back over to him, running fingers along his hand.]

hold that thought...

[she uttered as she began to walk off, seeking to get a room set up for him.]

/the way i got home from work and conked out the second i finished dinner.

again.

i'll be keepin' you in mind.

[she hummed, turning her attention back towards others sitting at the bar for the time being.]

in that case, we might be able to work something out...

i might be.

why? you got something for me?

[and at this point? there's no way she didn't notice. even taking into account that too much money's been put into this body for it to just be ignored. a smirk tugged at her lips before she turned around to head back over to him.]

thanks darlin'.

[not surprising, given the view he has right now. the opening in her dress just shy of showing off the top of those juicy cheeks and all.

worth. every. cent.]

heh. coming right up.

beats the hell out of fast food jobs, don't you think?

[which she likely knew he was doing. if only because a body like that is bound to draw the eye.]

hm, if i had to guess? probably the moment i was legally able.

not that it stops anyone.

but no, i can't say the thought really occurred to me all that much growing up. not until i already started with bar work and stuff.

does anyone?

[she questioned in return, having started working on someone else's drink in the meantime. clearly though, she wasn't complaining.]

hey, you never know, right?

can't say i've been keeping much track buuuut, a couple years, give or take?

sadly, not. i'm tending bar tonight.

[the redhead answered, fingers brushing against the bar as she casually strolled on over.]

[she casually flexed one of those cheeks, the back of her dress leaving a little bit of it exposed in addition to the short length of it. no doubt he caught sight of that before she turned to the sound of his attention.]

hm, i dunno. couple weeks, give or take?

[she answered, flashing a smile.]

[it's a good thing she was dressed for the occasion, wasn't it? even though those fat cheeks were hanging out of the mini dress she had on, no one was going to be complaining about getting a look at that body as she tended the bar.]

[fair point. besides, she already agreed to cover and already drove all the way down here. certainly less awkward than having to try to work a pole on such short notice.]

yeah, i should be able to manage.

[even if she couldn't, she wouldn't be the only bartender there, she figured.]

[wait, bartending? she does bartending? since when? wait, does she know what the other knows? since she's in mandy's body, would that mean she has the skills mandy has? the thought hadn't occurred to her before now!]

[no kidding, right? mandy was probably the top girl here like she was anywhere else that could be thought of. best body money can buy, and all that.]

beats me. [she uttered with a shrug as she approached the other.]

[she's taking to it better than she thought, all things considered. though the night is still young, so who the hell knows?]

[it's a few hours later, after some "quality time" with the fiance. the bombshell strolling through the front door of the club she worked at.

even before she walked in, people were eying that glorious ass of hers, much less when she made her way to the back.]

[and her arm reached back, wrapping around his neck. the redhead making it a point to press those juicy cheeks against him in the meantime.]

[which she hadn't noticed, but she can't say she's all that surprised. after all, have you taken a look at that thing?!

and it's not like it was covered up either.

right?

[for now? she's just reaching into the fridge and picking up the first things that come into view. eggs, fruit, etc..]

[fair point. hell, her libido's been in overdrive pretty much since she got back out of bed. damn wonder she hasn't soaked through her bikini yet.]

imagine wanting a body like this to be covered up any more than this.