Name: Samantha Smyth
Gender: Female
Race: Hyena furry
Age: 22
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 120 pounds
Body type: slim/athletic
Personality: Outgoing, flirtatous, very charismatic and enjoy's meeting new
people. Samantha is very easy to get along with, and hard to anger. She loves to try new things.
Likes: Parties, Lolita fashion, rock and metal music, bondage, cosplay, many
'kinky' things.
Appearance:
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It had been another busy afternoon at Mike's Sports Bar, and Samantha's pockets bulging with her tips had been a testemate to that. As the afternoon dragged on and the patrons came and went Samantha took note of a young man sitting by himself in the corner. It was a bit unusual considering most everyone in the bar was with friends. She had felt a little sorry for him, and had taken a liking to him so she was sure to stop by his table frequently to make sure he had everything he needed. He was obviously the shy type, unlike Samantha who was very out-going. Samantha had almost mistaken him for a girl at first, but upon closer look she found he was just an extremely girly-looking/acting boy, which Samantha found adorably cute.
Due to it being Oktoberfest and the owners of the bar being of German heritage the bar is decorated and themed for it. Samantha, especially getting into the swing of things that week, loved it, as one could tell by what she was wearing.
She was wearing a Lederhosen outfit, to fit the theme. She had on the tight
leather shorts with suspenders and the small strap on the front that connected the suspenders, the colors of the German flag on it. The shorts themselves only covered down to her mid-thighs, which meant much of her legs showed. The shirt was french vanilla colored, high collared, and long sleeved, although cropped so her lower belly and lower back showed. A red bow-tie was around her neck and tucked under the collar so only the red bow itself was visible under her chin against her neck. She also had on white, knee-length socks and black leather shoes. And lastly, but possibly most important, the brown cavalier-ish hat with a feather in it on top of her head.
Many seemed to approve because when she walked by to serve a table she would often get several whistles, and occasionally a slap on the rear, but she enjoyed the attention and would sometimes respond with a wink and a quirky saying in a well-practiced Deutschland accent.
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Samantha stops by the young man's table once more, a smile on her face. "How's everything treating you hun? Can I get you anything?" He had only eaten a small lunch earlier, and she was pretty sure he never drank anything with alcohol in it. Still, she felt obligated to make sure he was comfortable and
had everything he needed.