“Here’s your gin and tonic,” said the young, thin bartender. I took the glass and gulped, its contents down in a breath. The harsh, bitter taste of the drink, provide me with the evidence of my consciousness. 722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl5h7kXVrW9
I might have a little too many drinks, but I'm still capable to feel the sweaty smell mingled with alcohol in the scarce air; I'm able to catch in this place, which is filled to the rafters.
Wobbling, I reach the restroom, only to come across a very drunk woman in the mirror. My perfectly straight golden-brown hair all over the place, the ever vibrant amber eyes, now look sleep deprived since eternity. The black dress I'm wearing, a figure-hugging silhouette with a straight skirt till the mid-calf. With not too deep sweetheart neckline, it’s conservative enough to wear at a normal drink out with colleagues. 722Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡISJhHWsb5R
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I do my business and teeter my way out, only stumble into a very strong and muscular chest. Two big capable, sturdy arms, help me from falling on my butt. I look up only to come across monopolizing, fervent electric blue eyes, filled with an unrecognizable emotion. Attached to a pulchritudinous face, sculpted to compete with a Greek God’s one’s. The sharp, straight nose with slick and supple lips along with a chiseled, salient jaw.Busy checking out his features, I didn't see his smooth lips coming towards mine, soft one's. Many sparks went throughout my body, as soon as his mouth connected with mine. His kisses are hungry, demanding and filled with so much lust. Lust to eat me here and now….