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 It's in the Cards, Dorien Spade
Jaqueline Zimman
 Posted: Feb 9 2018, 06:38 PM
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Jackie liked to find out things about people, maybe more than what would be acceptable in the “getting to know each other” stage of a date. She didn’t ask what his deepest fears were over drinks, but she did analyze each and every word that came from his mouth, at least while they weren’t dancing. Of course, Jackie wasn’t a great dancer, so she had to get a few drinks in before actually hitting the dance floor so she wouldn’t look like a total dork.

Hopefully, Dorien wouldn’t mind that she might’ve gotten a bit handsy. She didn’t mean it for it to be sexual exactly, not that she opposed to it being that way if Dorien went for that, but she was just a very tactile person. She could cuddle with friends the same way one would with a partner, and didn’t even flinch if a friend were to hold her hand while walking. She felt it was a nice connection to have.

Not too long into the date, she realized that she and Dorien didn’t seem to have much in common, which was fine. It seemed that they were both only looking for a good time with not all that much of conversation. The last thing she wanted after Mira was a serious relationship anyway, but one thing she did want for sure was to pound that ass.

What? He had a nice ass and she liked to top.

She’d asked for the other to take her home eventually to stop herself from having one too many drinks and leaving the club having lost her skirt. Not even because of sexual reasons, but because she was prone to nudity as a way of combating the patriarchy or something like that. Same reason why she refused to wear underwear.

She’d hinted they might fool around as well, though there were more important matters to attend to first.

“Want to come up and get your cards read?” She asked with a smile as he parked in the lot to her apartment complex, unbuckling her seatbelt. Her legs had been crossed during the ride, hiking up slightly at her thigh to reveal the faint lines of her leg tattoos through the somewhat sheer tights she had on. She would have layered more as he suggested if she didn’t have tattoos, but since she did, she liked to display them because that’s what tattoos were for.

She got out of the car after getting his reply and walked out, carrying her jacket on her arm because she didn’t feel like putting it back on just for the few steps she needed to take to get to the entrance. Okay, maybe she regretted it as soon as the cold air hit her skin but instead of caving in and putting it on, she just rushed towards the entrance in a half-jog, opening the door for Dorien and pretending like the bounciness in her legs was totally natural and not at all her trying to warm up as she waited for him to walk through.

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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Mar 6 2018, 12:31 AM
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It had been a night full of fun, dancing, and some light drinking. Even if it didn't get a 'happy ending' he had absolutely no complaints for how he had spent his night.

Did he want to come up and have his cards read? No, not really, honestly. But if it lead to, say, reading the lines of her sheets, sure! But then again the idea was somewhat appealing, even if on a novelty level. His attention had been grabbed not only by her words after he had parked his truck, but the slight scrunching of her skirt to reveal that tattoo. He stared somewhat shamelessly before looking up with a bright smile but mischievous smile, "Yeah, let's see what the cards say."

He shut off the engine and popped his door open, feeling the chill immediately but deciding to leave his coat in the car. He closed the door, locked it all up, and jogged after Jackie to the stoop of her apartment, where she were holding the door open for him. He noticed the little bounce in her step and smirked a little as he past her, then stopped and turned in the hallway so that she could lead the way. He'd made a mental note of her apartment number- it wasn't far from Filly's apartment and he found himself wondering if they'd crossed paths before without him realizing it.

On a somewhat random note, his chest itched and it still somewhat stung from the tattooing work she'd done on him earlier. He was able to mostly ignore it although he did place a hand gently on his chest as she pass by in the lead. "How long have you been reading cards, again?" He cast a curious look around before his attention settled on the sway of her hips, traveled down to her thighs, grazed her calfs, and then started up once again.

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Jaqueline Zimman
 Posted: Mar 15 2018, 09:22 PM
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Once the door closed behind them, she relaxed in the warm air of the building and led her way to her door. "How long have you been reading cards, again?" “I’ve been studying it since I was a kid, reading since I was a teenager,” she said before turning back to unlock her apartment. As soon as she cracked the door open, a greeting in the form of a soft ‘meow’ sounded followed by a bald cat poking its head through .

“Hi baby,” she cooed, bending down to pick the cat up. “This is my cat, Po,” she added, holding up the cat for Dorien to greet. It was the infamous Sphynx, a luxurious yet infamous breed of cat that she found precious in every way. His big eyes looked up at Dorien with an intense stare that people swore would penetrate their souls.

“Come on in, and please take your shoes off,” she added, gesturing at the shoe rack by the door before she slipped off her boots once Dorien closed the door behind him.

With the lights on, Dorien could see her impressive collection of erotica, from posters of feminist erotic films to small tit tree statues on the shelves. Not all of it was porn -er, erotica, but it was enough to make a person uncomfortable if they considered themselves modest.

“I’ll be right back,” she said, grabbing Po. “Help yourself to some chips,” she added, setting down a bag of kale chips on the kitchen table before grabbing a handful and taking it with her to the bedroom to eat, leaving Dorien to either look at the erotic art or look away.

She set the cat down on her pillow, giving him a well-deserved pet and his favorite toy to keep him entertained while she did her reading, because who could get a proper reading done if there was extra energy in the room? She then grabbed a plain black box and closed the door behind her, placing the box on the kitchen table.

“This is one of my old decks. I haven’t used them in a while, but they should work,” she commented as she knocked on the pile and started shuffling. “I had them custom-made by an old friend of mine after we collaborated on a comic and I totally fell in love with his art.” She spoke of this fondly of course, regardless of whether Dorien was interested or not.

“Is there something in particular you would like to know, or maybe just a general guidance on your life?” She was clearly excited for this session, and it was apparent in her voice as well as the speed of her shuffling.
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Apr 12 2018, 07:08 PM
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Dorien was, admittedly, surprised to see the interior of her apartment. Not many people put this kind of art out and within seconds he had made a few assumptions about his Card Shuffling Date. First, that she had no children, and if she did they clearly were not here or they were far too young to understand what the apartment hd been decorated in. Secondly he could assume she were... very sexually liberated. He had done as she asked and removed his shoes upon entering, pushing his hands into his pockets as he walked further into the apartment and took it in.

Pet cat was introduced. Po. He grinned a little, not entirely a cat guy himself but having nothing against them. "Yeah, alright." He watched her set the bowl of chips down and then watched her go, walking over to the bowl of chips. They looked suspicious but he decided to indulge his curiosity and plucked one from the bowl, looking up and away as he popped the chip into his mouth. Within an instant he regretted it. Kale. Kale was not Dorien food. He gagged a little and nearly spat the thing out, but a split second before he could his date had returned. He masked his disgust by putting a fist to his mouth and coughing into it, forcing himself to swallow the food after giving it a short chew. Honestly? He would rank it as one of the more disgusting things he had swallowed in his life--- and clearly he had done plenty of swallowing of things people would consider disgusting. He'd even ate a fucking live minnow once in a shot of tequila and it was nowhere near as gross as an experience as putting that damned kale chip in his mouth.

He cleared his throat and pressed his lips together, ruffling the hair on the back of his head as she moved over mentioning that the cards were old, but should still work. "Do, uh," He cleared his throat again and worked past the taste. Yeck. "They lose their ... charm? After awhile?" He grinned, entirely ignorant in the ways of the cards. He walked over to the kitchen area and stood a tad closer than the 'respectful' distance was but not right against Jackie. Respectful enough for the date they had just shared, grinding up on eachother while dancing. He didn't touch the cards but he did look down to them, "We'll try a general guidance," He looked up with a smirk, "Unless they're goin got to tell me a little more about your choice in decor."

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Jaqueline Zimman
 Posted: Apr 28 2018, 11:28 AM
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Of course Jackie was sexually liberated, she was a sexual being, not a machine! ”They lose their ... charm? After awhile?” Jackie looked over him with an amused smile. “That’s not how it works,” she chuckled. “The better I connect to the art, the stronger the reading is, and I love these but my tastes have evolved since I bought them.” They hadn’t changed exactly. She’d always loved surreal art, and creepy and/or erotic stuff, but her general mood strongly affected her response to something. Lately she’d been feeling fine, but she was still adjusting to the new town so the general feeling of the home was unstable.

“A friend of mine made these,” she commented. “We collaborated on a comic book and I liked the art style so much I commissioned her.” That’s why she was convinced the reading would go well. Maybe she didn’t have the strongest connection to the deck right now, but she still loved the art. She placed a knee on the chair, not fully sitting down yet she gestured for Dorien to take a seat across from her.

"Unless they're goin got to tell me a little more about your choice in decor." Jackie smiled a little in amusement at that. Every single person that walked into her home commented on her art at some point, or at least looked fluttered, or all hot and bothered. She liked it as long as they weren’t rude or judgmental about it, and Dorien wasn’t that way.

“I think sex and people’s perceptions of it is profoundly interesting,” she said simply. “Even more interesting is how sexualized our society is, painting tits on everything they can yet one woman expresses her sexuality in a way that isn’t appealing to men and everyone’s offended. Straight sex scenes with unhealthy dynamics inserted into every movie yet two men kiss and it’s disgusting. Someone doesn’t have the drive for sex and something’s “wrong” with them." She could have gone on about all the double standards, but Dorien probably got the point.

“It’s weird. Literally everything is about sex yet it’s so censored at the same time,” she said with a shake of her head. “Not to mention double standards. Some guy buys a poster of women in wet t-shirts and it’s normal, but I buy a painting of a vagina and suddenly it’s a problem,” she said, gesturing at said painting, which had a graphic image of two men fucking beside it. Beautiful and profound.

“But I can go on about it forever, so feel free to shut me up when you’re ready to consult the spirits,” she teased, popping another kale chip into her mouth. The cards were spread and ready on the table, face down.
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