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Hippolyta was in Washington D.C. to hammer out an agreement with the U.S. government for her kingdom of Themyscira, when she decided to treat herself to some fun. She had heard about a place with a theme based on the thirties to fifties. An era she had
expecience with due to the complex history of her second daughter Donna, who has an unstable existance. To stablizing her daughter's life, she had to become Wonder Woman for a period for the same amount of time.
She decide to hide her identity with minor olympian magics to change her eyes and hair colour, to green and blonde. She was dressed in clothing of a young woman from the forties. Then she headed to the Club's Thurday Night Swingtime Dance. She was looking
around at the audience of the club, looking for a person to dance with.
She saw a man in a uniform which looked similar to one which was worn in the era, when she felt a warming in her shoulder and noticed how hot and sexy he was. Her loins ached and moistened as she moved to get in front of him, hoping her impressive Amazon beauty
could win him over to dancing with her. Perhaps more.
He looked up at her for a moment and his eyes seemed to open wider for a moment as he smiled, "Hello, M'am. What's a lovely lady like you doing in a place with this?"
"Looking for a nice man to dance with. My name is Lyta." said Hippolyta, using a short form of her name to shield her true identity.
"Name is Captain Steve Rogers and I would like to be your partner... on the dance floor. And where ever else you want, Ma'am." said the blond haired, blue eyed muscular man. He offered his hands.
"Let's hope you can up with me, handsome." she replied as they both smiled... and their eyes simmered with looks at each other.
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