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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 891317" data-attributes="member: 9167">The Blue Note SpeakeasySomewhere in Lower ManhattenAround Midnight<a href="http://www.hometown.aol.com/iitaliangurli/catherinezetajones_andallthatjazz.ram" target="_blank">The stage...</a>nothing could take the place of the adoring crowd of men, virile men, drunk men.  Lascivious and pawing, with her at the center of all that manly huddle.C'mon babeWhy don't we paint the town?And all that jazz Never one to let a drink go to waste, Roxie chugged the entire shot down, letting it burn into her throat all the way to her belly.  Giving her hips a little shake, the woman let out a wild shout reminscent of a Texas cattle drive."Whoa, boys!  That one was keeper, eh?"  Roxie laughed, tossing the glass to one admirer.  Start the car, I know a whoopee spot, Where the gin is cold, But the piano's hot. It's just a noisy hall, Where there's a nightly brawl...And all...that...jazz!"She had nothing on but slick shiny beige outfit that covered much but hid nothing.  It hugged her ample curves like second skin and in the glare of the light, your eye could swear in that flash of movement she was nude.  Nevermind that the neckline plunged down to who knows where, and the strips of what sufficed as a skirt twirled around enough to give everyone a glimpse of every inch of her long and glorious gams.With Tony approaching, she gave him a conspiratorial wink and a toss of her thick chestnut mane.  Who knows why he hung out with that spoilsport.  Well if Rayburn kept Tony happy, who was she to interfere...much.</blockquote>

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