Night out at the Bar – Part 1
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As I get out of my car and walk up to the bar, I notice that there are quite a few more people than usual hanging around. I see the sign on the wall saying it’s ladies night and drinks are half off for all ladies. I figure that this must be my lucky night. I pull open the door and I notice absolutely gorgeous women everywhere. Groups of them hanging together at the tables while men throw down cheesy pickup lines, one right after the other. There is a sweet scent in the air that crosses between the smell of alcohol and perfume. The bar eryaman escort is dimly lit like usual and Jim, the bartender, is hard at work. As I scan the area, I notice a couple of younger girls sitting at the bar having margaritas. I run my hand through my hair and check my breath before starting to walk over; but then out of my peripherals, I notice a woman drinking alone that is also checking out the scene. She looks a little older than most, but none the less sexy with a black sincan escort dress and black heels to match. I stop for a second and reassess my game plan. She hasn’t noticed me yet, so I start walking towards her and sit down next to her. She looks over at me and gives me a smile, then goes back to people watching. I order a beer and look over at her. She has beautiful brown hair that curls down to her upper back. Her eyes match her hair color, but in a way that shines like a etlik escort star on a warm summer night, yet I see a profoundness that I find deeply attractive. “Interesting crowd tonight,” I say. She looks at me and I see her eyes drop a little as she scope me out. “Yes it is. Which one is going to be the lucky one?” “Whoever wants to get lucky, shall get lucky.” I stare into her eyes and hold her for a second then start to laugh. She starts to laugh with me as well. “That’s pretty deep. I’m sure it will work on blonde girl one and two over there.” “I an pretty certain it has worked already,” I say, as I toss her a wink. “You have no idea.” She gives me a little smile then gets up and heads towards the dance floor. I smile and finish my beer and get up to follow her. She starts to dance by herself in the middle of the floor as the beat from the system blares on.
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