[RL: Bowling Alley | Larry; Chloe]

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$20.00 was a bit pricey for a couple games of bowling, Larry thought as he shelled out some cash, but he knew the evening would be well worth it to spend a few hours with such a fair, young maiden at his side (…that was a good one; he made a mental note to use it tonight). Not to mention a chance to show off his skills.

“This is your first time, right?” he asked, grinning from ear to ear as the clerk handed them their bowling shoes. Still wearing one of his own, he hobbled his way to their assigned lane (7—perhaps tonight would be his lucky night), plopped himself in one of the chairs, and laced up.

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Chloe beamed, nodding. "Yep!" she replied cheerfully, unbuttoning her coat and sliding it off. Her outfit was an altered version of the green one she had shown to the community. It was form fitting at the top, only to flare a bit in the skirt, hiding the tops of her fishnet stockings. Her shoulders were bare, freckles dotting over them in random patterns. She looked amazing.

"Do you like my outfit, Larry?" she asked with a bright smile, sitting down and slipping her green boots off to put her shoes on. The back of the outfit was net and lace, a bare back dress, in essence. "I really wanted to look nice for our first date." She giggled a bit, some loose wisps of red hair bouncing around her face.

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Larry paused in the midst of tying his shoe to consider Chloe’s outfit… then paused in his consideration as his brain ceased to function. Bare skin wasn’t something he was unused to—he’d dated models before, for goodness sake—but the delicate curves of the female body never ceased to overwhelm and entice.

Shaking himself back into reality, he offered her a winning smile. “I’d say you succeeded, Chloe-doll,” he assured her with a thumbs up. “You look absolutely breath-taking.”

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Chloe laughed. "Great," she said with a smile, tying her shoes on. She was getting quite a few looks from quite a few people (many of whom got smacks or glares from their respective girlfriends), but she didn't seem to notice as she got up. "This looks so totally silly," she giggled, tapping her bowling shoes together, "But that's the fun of it!"

She hummed cheerfully, looking over some bowling balls that were sitting in the racks. "What do the numbers mean, Larry?" she asked, tilting her head.

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Attention devoted solely to his date, Larry was oblivious to the stares and subsequent smacks and quickly rushed to Chloe’s side, grabbing the heaviest bowling bowl in his immediate reach (15 lbs—a bit larger than he was accustomed to; he attempted to hide strain as he swung it to eye-level, supporting it with both hands). “It’s the weight of the ball,” he explained, and then nodded at the holes. “And you have to make sure you find one that your fingers fit into. But with your pretty, little hands, you shouldn’t have a problem.” He offered her a wink and, with a chuckle, added, “It’s the people with big sausage fingers like my buddy Nick that gotta worry.”

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With a smile, Chloe nodded. "Cool beans," she said, turning back to the rack a moment. She hmm'd softly before picking up a hot pink 10 pound ball. "This one's so cute," she said with a smile, "I think I'll use it~!"

She leaned in and gave Larry a light kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for being so helpful!"

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“Not as cute as you,” he said, absolutely beaming when she kissed him. “Or as sweet.”

When he thought Chloe’s attention was elsewhere, he discreetly shoved the ball back on the rack, trying not to wince as he worked out his fingers, and grabbed an orange 12-pound ball instead. He made his way back to the lane and set his ball in the return and cleared his throat. “I like this color better,” he said by way of explanation, in case there was any doubt.

“So, did you wanna go first?”

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Chloe nodded. "Let's bowl!" she cried happily, thrusting her free hand into the air, making a fist.

And so the game began, Chloe messing up a few times, but instead of getting frustrated, she just laughed it off, soon totally enjoying herself. Sometimes people stopped to watch, usually guys. Chloe figured maybe they were impressed with her, since she was a first timer and all. The truth was, though, that every time she bent to take her shot, she almost flashed her panties.

Almost.

The game continued till Chloe and Larry were tied, Chloe narrowing her eyes. "This is it," she said in a low voice, trying to act serious, "The final frame. Everything rests on this! Test your might!" There was a pause, and then she sputtered and broke into giggles, holding her stomach. She'd laughed so much tonight, her stomach almost hurt. She wouldn't have it any other way.

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Larry wasn’t doing as well as he normally did, although it wasn’t much of a surprise, considering he—like others in neighboring lanes—was somewhat… distracted. Chloe didn’t seem as mature as his previous dates, he’d realized early on in their game, and ogling her almost made him feel guilty.

Almost.

Still, they were having fun, and even though he’d hoped to impress her with an awesome win, he was strongly considering losing on purpose at this point if only to see her smile (and maybe jump up and down a little… while hugging him). He grinned and cheered her on. “Go for a strike, Chloe! You can do it!”

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"Okay~!" Chloe was all too happy to oblige, even getting some cheers from other people that were watching. Was everyone here so nice? If so, that was awesome.

She lifted the hot pink ball in her hands, walked forward a few steps, then rolled.

The clattering of pins greeted her. "I did it!" she cried, smiling brightly and hopping up and down before getting Larry into a hug.