}}so say hello to all the boys

[olivia janiesse dymier]

A secret held in confidence between two sould that had taken a path in finding each other had only lead olivia to one place, lipstick lullabies, a club where dim lights better accented the bright light which spotlighted thin, toned gorgeous girls whose appearance could better be described as catty. Their looks could only lead you to believe that they were obnoxious, self centered and well outspoken with more than often bitchy comments that would only bring others down, leaving them higher up on the pedastal they'd already been placed on by the drooling male race that sat below them, throwing away hundreds of dollars just to see more, or get one measley lap dance to get them off.

Olivia's mission tonight, however, was not to stare at these girls in whom had no respect from anyone in the room, let alone themselves, nor was it to pay for a private session with them. Quite the contrary, Olivia had come tonight to meet up with the ma she'd fallen in love with, the man in whom she'd engaged herself in a secret relation with, and lipstick lullabies had become one of the few places left in town where they could be together, and not be caught by anyone they would know, or whom would turn them in.

"one shot of whiskey, and a yengling on tap"

it was only natural that the bartender should raise his cute little eyebrow at her, she did look young after all, and it fit her well considering she was only sixteen years old, but tonight, tonight she would be a woman named Lilianna Munch, a twenty two year old female from Salem, Massachusettes.

"Don't you think you're a little too young to be drinking that, baby doll?"

Grinning with a most manipulative stare Olivia allowed her body to lean forward, giving off a flrtatious vibe toward the male standing behind the bar, not much older than she was, and while she watched little beads of sweat form on his forehead as a result of how nervous she'd clearly made him, she only leaned back, smirking in victorious boastfulness, raising an eyebrow while staring directly into his eyes.

"I wasn't too yound to be in that little sex fantasy you just made me the star of in that pretty head of yours"

Watching him wriggle under the skin he'd been placed in was the icing on the cake, and while he still stood nervously in front of her, she played by the rules, naturally pulling out her identification so her identity, and legal age could be verified, and once it was, the alcoholic beverages she'd ordered had been placed in front of her within a matter of two minutes along with a stuttered apology and an attempt at flirting coming from the bartender who'd been checking her out since she first sat at her bar.

Olivia took up her shot of whiskey first, letting the cold liquid slide down her throat, leaving a burning sensation behind which only served as a wake up call while she reached for her beer, looking around the loud, and dimly lit, spotlighted room.

Among her were stripping girls, as well as plenty of males, one of whome she did not expect to see and while she lifted the glass filled with the cold, and creamy, yet refreshing beer she'd ordered to her lips, she took a huge gulp, realizing it wasn't safe to meet up with any boy here, let alone the man she'd fallen completely, truly, madly, and deeply in love with, not while her protective, older brother of a twin was here.

And while their eyes met, they both felt equally as surprised as the other to see one another there, as well as equally as awkward.

[jace dymier]

'jace clayton dymier

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Allowing his back to slide smoothly down his chair, Jace slouched against one arm rest, keeping his left arm loosly hanging over the back of the chair. Not only did his postion portray his completely laid back attitude, but her was being forcefully pressed down against his chair by a ninteen year old whore called Candi, one of his regular little sluts of whom he would pay regular visits to. Now don't get anything twisted, Jace was fully capable of getting any girl in the whole of Miami and its outskirts if he wanted, but sometimes it was nice to play downright dity, and where best to do that but in Miami's most reknown strip joint, Lipstick Lullabies.

He'd first met Candi on his fourteenth birthday, when a group of his off the rail friends coxed her into giving him a pre-birthday lapdance. Of course the immature and extremely horny youngster that he was, Jace hadn't quite managed to keep it in his pants and as a result, lost his virginity to that exact stripper to whom he now came back to every once in a while. Of course, when she was at work he kept things completly above board, teasing her with little taunts and touches when cameras weren't directed on him. Yet, it was behind closed doors that he had his way with her, and even though it had been over two years, he never grew tired of what he refered to as his "fuck buddy."

At first glance and by reputation alone, Jace came across as the dictionary defination of a male, chauvaistic asshole, with no respect for women whatsoever. This may have been the case if it weren't for his twin sister, and dearest best friend, who had never let his stray as far as he would have liked. It he had been left to his own devises there's no telling where Jace would have been by now. Instead, sex was like a game to him, and his looks and body were simply pawn. He used his charm and womanising ways to grasp any girl he wanted, once he'd reeled her in, and had his way, it was onto the next. At times this ruthless existance became tiresome and weary, but he'd always prefer it over giving his heart up to someone.

That was probably the main difference between himself and his twin sister. Olivia could give her heart up, love with all body, mind and soul to one person and one person alone. It may take her a while to trust but she was definately capable of loving and even more able to commit, unlike Jace who feared the word commitment in any shape or form. So for now he kept his options open, and it was this freewilled thinking that had landed him in Lipsticks that night. He'd simply come down to flirt a bit whilst enjoying a cold beer, little did he know that his haven was about to be turned upside down.

Bringing his head up, Jace pressed his lips to the top of his beer bottle, allowed a few mouthfuls to smmothly trickle down his throat. As he pulled the bottle away, his eyes caught sight of a familiar set of flowing chocolate brown locks. Frowning slightly, he placed his left hand against an advancing Candi, his slender digits gripping to her right breast as he peered at the girl sitting alone at the bar. By that point it didn't take long for realisation to set in, as the same pair of deep brown eyes peered back at him.

They were they same eyes simply because they belonged to none other than Olivia Dymier, his twin sister and partner in crime. "Fuck" came his voice, low and hushed as his eyes akwardly glared at hers. "Move Candi" he grunted under his breath, although it was obvious from where his hand was placed that he was only there for one thing. In the end when you summed it up, he was a horny male teenager looking for afterschool kicks. His sister on the other hand, well her presence in a place like that only made him raise an eyebrow.

Grabbing his t-shirt from the back of his chair, he rapidly stood up, his steps already making their way over to his sister. As he nearer her, he vision was momentarily blinded as he pulled his shirt over his head. Placing his hands on the bar in front he glanced up at her with a watchful eye. "Explain...now" he said with deliberate hisitation. He wanted to hear her excuse, what could she possible come up with. He knew he'd have some explaining, I mean it wasn't every day that you get caught pants down in a strip joint by you twin sister, while a hoe named candi dances for you.

[olivia janiesse dymier]

Olivia, throughout the sixteen years of her life, from the moment she'd inhaled her first breath of life, had grown, and learned the way the world ticked, but one aspect of her life in which she'd been weak, and unable to control was the will to cave into her brother, Jace.

It was a science, narrowed down to the very tiny inability for Olivia to say no to him, however, tonight wasn't about Jace, and with certain circumstances, with her true love in sight, and with their age growing both older and wiser, she'd felt the need to lie, once more, to her darling and beloved brother, however, with her heart growing ill with the sick feeling that overcame her stomach, it was becoming harder with every lie she told Jace to cover up her relationship, to actually look him in the eyes, so instead she looked him dead in the face, and grinned.

"Well now, older brother,.."

It was easier to lie when she'd found her out, looking her brother from head to toe before a lie slipped past her juicy, luscious lips, and when she'd spotted the one thing that could change his mind about the subject at hand, she swooped in for the kill as if she were an owl in the sky, hunting the mouse down below, both petrified and hiding.

"Your fly's undone.."

Olivia simply cocked one of her eyebrows, a grin planting itself upon her cute face while her small nose scrunched itself up, resembling that of a rabbit, the cuddly animal she'd fallen in love with upon first moving to France. Her father had given her a tiny black rabbit with only a patch of white on the bottom of all four feet. Olivia named him socks, and when her father had given him to her, she fell in love instantly, using socks to fill the hole inside of her while both she and her brother were apart, crying into his soft fur when the pain really sunk into her.

"Besides, there's nothing to explain. You come here to meet slutty prostitutes like..what's her face over there.."

Pointing to the girl that had just recently been rubbing her ass on her dearest brother's genitals to get him off before actually dragging him home with her to have an arousing night of adult fun, Olivia raised her eyebrow with a rather amused expression attached to her face as she'd noticed that his beloved candi had wasted no time in getting another boy's attention, a boy with a stack of twenties who was more than willing to pay up for her services.

"and umm..i come here to meet horny boys who need a taste of what a real girl can do, as opposed to a girl who makes them pay for their services. Just consider it a lesson, a lesson that proves that home girl hotties have it ten times better, and we come for free if you pay with love."

A subtle wink given off towards her rather horny brother's direction was enough to satisfy Olivia for the time being, while she still had time to gloat in her victory before he had a chance to respond and bring her moon down.

Music blasted around her while sounds of moans from both males and females alike drowned the room. Flashing, multi-colored lights only created a certain mood, complimenting the already dimmed lights that only lit the room bright enough to allow the people flooding this place to see where they were going. Then, among the men who had only one thing in mind tonight, was a man in the midst of it all. He'd managed to sneak his way to the opposite side of the bar, and only the subtle glance she'd managed to sneak over towards his direction confirmed this fact. Her love had managed to sneak past her rather angry looking brother to meet up with her, with expectations she'd be alone, and she'd had these same expectations, however, there was not a way in hell she'd be able to get over to him without her brother on top of her back. She couldn't even look at him, smile or wave without raising suspicions with her brother.

"I think Candi got a little bored..you better go steal her back before she finds a new "love" interest."

Olivia's words were both cruel, and mocking, however, out of desperation to stand in her lover's arms, she needed to get her brother away from her, in a distracted sense. At least if he was with a prostitute, he wouldn't have time to notice one of his teacher's arms comfortably wrapped around his sister's lips while her gentle lips pressed against his rough, and strong ones while their tongues danced in a melodic, and haunting rhythmic tango together.

She hated hiding this from him, the fact that the storm that had broken between Anthony, Kaytlin, and herself, had finally calmed into a romantic and loving relationship with some one older than herself. They'd both decided to wait to tell any one they knew, for protection amongst themselves, as well as the protection of the twisted feelings their family and friends may have had of this blossoming relationship between a teacher and his pupil. The truth of the matter was, however, that this relationship that had sparked only a few months ago as a mere crush and fling, had become rather serious, and it would take more than her brother's hard feelings over it to change her mind. She just needed to find the right time and place to tell him, and now and here, wasn't it.

"I'll see you at home sparky"

Another grin and a playful wink while she played her hands smoothly against her brother's chest left Olivia skipping off towards a dark corner of the club, amongst the shadows where even the lights could not capture her radiant beauty, and within only a few seconds, a strong arm captured her waist from behind while a warm hand caressed her cheek and before she'd had time to react, a warm pair of lips nibbled on her ear before tha man's hot breath massaged her neck, sending shivers down her spine while his words spilled into her ear.

"It wasn't nice of your brother to steal your attention, I've missed you, Liv"

Her lips formed a smile while her eyes closed. Olivia took in the sensational feeling that had been sent off by just her lovers arms being placed around her. She could have spent forever in his arms without any sexual acts being played while whispers of sweet, romantic nothings spilled from their lips in a war of love.

"I love you, bella"

Bella, a word meaning beautiful, and spilled from his perfect lips, a masterpiece that created her emotions to oar up while her heart, body and soul melted into a sweet abyss while she surrendered herself to his love. She wasn't playing high school flings any longer, she'd engaged herself into and adult relationship, and fallen hard for a man who she was willing to throw her childhood away for, and she'd crashed, given into temptation, however, had stayed strong. If she was going to lose her innocence to this man, she was going to wait for the perfect moment, preferably after telling her brother of their devoted love for each other.

"I love you too"

Even their whispered words could be heard by theri hearts over the loud music that drowned out the sound of their sweet lullabies in which had been professed to each other.

"I want you to tell him."

Her brother had a level head, and was easy going when it came to most things Olivia had chosen in life. For the most part, he trusted her decisions, he just worried over her, she was all he had, and vice versa, however, her heart grew ill when she thought of the reaction Jace would give off when he'd discovered his baby sister was running around with one of the teachers from their school.

"I know, but I can't..not yet..he's not ready, elliot."

Turning around, she stared into his eyes, her own eyes glistening, while a serious expression dominated her precious face. He only smiled weakly, unamused.

"You need to tell him."

With a frown upon her face, Olivia looked down toward the ground her feet stood upon.

"I kn.."

Her sentence was left unfinished when the man first known to her as Mr. Stabler lifted her chin up, capturing her lips with his own in a rather passionate kiss, pushing her against the wall behind her, placing his hands gently, one on either side of her perfectly curved hips, taking in a deep breath only a few moments later, a big grin planted across his face upon pulling back, contagiously placing a smile on her own face.