Don't Stop the Music ((open))

It was Saturday night, a little before eleven pm. The dark blue Aston Martin's pristine shine reflected the lights outside Club Eternity as it pulled up along the long line of those waiting in the cool night air to get into the exclusive club. The blond inside flipped down the visor, inspecting her makeup one last time as the valet hustled around the front. Amber eyes flicked over to the smiling man who opened the door and held a hand out to help her exit the lowslung sports car.

Amberelle grabbed her little black clutch, gracefully spun in the seat and took his hand with a dazzling smile before planting her high heeled black leather prd_id=845524446254860&FOLDER<>folder_id=282574492716152&ASSORTMENT<>ast_id=1408474395222441&bmUID=1264189475398"">Gucci boots down. The pair with its cut outs on the toes and calves were a new favorite. She paused a second to slide down the ruched skirt that had slid dangerously high up her smooth thighs. The boldly printed silk dress's black and cream leopard print was a little wild and sassy, to match her mood tonight. With its flowing three quarter length sleeves and demure bateau neckline the frock was a big departure from the other patron's sleeveless, clevage baring "classsic LBD"s.

Amby shook her head a little to fluff up her nearly waist length blonde mass of waves and loose curls as she stepped onto the sidewalk. Leaning close to the doorman and whispering the name Anantya kept a booth under at all times, her smile froze as a voice behind her loudly proclaimed to her companion, "Oh look, we have to wait here, freezing... while the hooker gets let right in." Standing a few inches over six feet in the heels, she casually looked over her shoulder and fixed the woman with a cold gaze while sliding a few crisply folded bills out of her bag and onto the doorman's clipboard. Looking back at him she smiled as she said quietly "Do me a favor... make sure my friend there's name is not on the list?" The look on his face as he glanced down and spied the three digits told her his answering grin was a yes. Amberelle just patted his arm and made her way inside with a slightly smug smirk.

Inside the Club, she began to relax again as the music started to flow into her. Within minutes she'd gotten a nice booth reserved, ordered a peach daiquiri to be waiting and was heading out onto the dance floor. In the crowd she closed her eyes and let everything just wash away as she started moving to the pulsing beats.