Lady Luck.
Billetproof #10, Saturday September 16, 2006. Antioch, CA.
Pentax *ist D, Sigma 28-135mm ƒ5.6 Macro + the original Kodak Duaflex
Cool artwork by Vince Ray, and one of my all-time fave TtVs.
If I had a hot rod, and it had a wing-window, there'd definitely be one of these stuck on it.
Hard to believe this picture was taken over 16 years ago.
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A Meeting with Lady Luck
Who would guess that his business trip to Las Vegas would be actually worthy. Since the woman in front of him is gorgeous; a dainty doll looking even smaller in her cocoon coat, her skin a deep bronze, her hair in a short bob with bangs but what really caught his attention was her eyes.
Amber. He never saw amber eyes before but was completaly sure that she had the most beautiful pair, they were curious similar to the ones of a cat.
"May I ask for your name, doll?"
"Lady Luck."
From the pretty lady came the deepest and smoothest voice while blowing her cigar smoke towards him, this make him froze in his spot and slowly glaring at "her" and noticing "her" face better now closer, he looks down and finally sees it.
An adam's apple.
Shit, she wasn't a doll but a jake!
"Something wrong, baby?" "She" ask him with clear amusement all over his face, after a few moments he compise hilmself since he still had his mouth wide open of the shock. "Cat got your tongue?" She said while entering to the casino, crushing her cigar under her heel and glazing at him.
Oh...
Oh!!!
He was waiting for him!!
Wait I second he would absoluty make me expend all my money in the casino and besides I not into dudes. He thought quickly, but Victor make the big mistake of looking again to Lady Luck since he just lower his coat to show Victor his delicate back while winking at him. Eh, I wasn't that straight anyways. He thought while hurriedly going to Lady Luck side and offering his arm which he gladly takes.
"So, what is your name, stud?"
"Victor."
Good thing that Victor was rich. Since he lost a lot of money in the casino and the bar but he took Lady Luck that night to his hotel room soo who was really the loser, right?
After that night Victor was hook, line and sink!
Even if Victor need to go back to his work in another state he make sure to send Lady Luck money, he may told him it was weird as fuck but Victor just insist that he just deserve nice things, he also make sure to at least going a full weekend to the casino.
Victor just can't get enough of him! He never meet somebody as witty, cultured and charming as Lady Luck or somebody that could drink that much is be that small or that could be a man twice his size for disrespecting some of the waitress or tried to touch him inappropriately.
The sex was amazing... even if he never told him his real name.
Not knowing his real name never stop him from still visiting Lady Luck, not just for sex of course, they just talk in his hotel room. How Luck desire in traveling to other countries and make his magic show know, he looked so passionate and sincere talking about his dreams.
Victor always felt lonely after he had to leave.
That is gonna change this night since today was the day, this night he would ask Lady Luck for a date and his real name. Victor had the flowers, his suit ironed and even brought the cigars that she fancied. No more chickening out in the nick of time. He fucking got this, he didn't care that he looked like a weirdo wandering around with a bouquet of flowers in the casino,
He had a date with destiny!
Although he wasn't particularly lucky in these moment.
Victor tried to look for him at his hostess station but he wasn't there.
Maybe he was covering for somebody as a dealer? No.
As a bartender? Neither.
In the dressing room? He doesn't think so.
Lady Luck didn't have any act scheduled today. He knew this since he bribe somebody from backstage to give Victor his schedule. But it was his last option but it was useless in the end since he wasn't there either. In fact Victor only saw that none of his things were there anymore, he just disappeared.
As if he had never been there.
"Oh darling…." Victor turns around and recognizes the person as Lady Luck's assistant, Veronica he believes, when she was doing her magic tricks as well as her dancing partner. "He just left."
"He left?" He asks her in shock at the news, ignoring the pitiful expression the woman was currently showing him. "To where?"
Maybe he could go.
"Italy."
"Oh…" Or not. "But he wanted me to give this to you." She quickly said as she handed him a card, an ace of diamonds, at first he thought it was a sick last joke until he flipped it over.
Stefan.
Ah....
At least he got his name.
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