I had been there for about an hour, and was remembering why I was going to stay in that night. There were the same types of people that you see out every weekend. The groups of girls that want to flirt, the Barbie doll girls with bleached hair, and to much makeup. The same lower back tattoos that the girls all swear they don't want you to see. In a very short time I had the place figured to a T. I knew exactly which girls I could take home that night and exactly what I had to say to seal the deal.
Scanning the room I was weighing my options. The blond girl in the corner sipping her drink, she was five words away from slipping her tongue down my throat. The two very tan girls dancing with each other, well it wouldn't take me much to take them back to my place for a wild threesome. Then I saw her, sitting at the end of the bar by herself. I knew right then that she was different.
She had raven black hair which was an extreme contrast with her milky white skin. She had a zip up black hoodie on but I could tell her breasts were big and full. The short skirt she had on was another story, and did little to hide her shapely long legs. She was gorgeous in a different type of way. Not the type of woman I usually see out on a Friday night.
I watched her for about an hour getting hit on by most of the guys in this bar. Mostly amateur's. I chuckled to myself as she turned down one after another. Between the guys hitting on her I would watch her scan the room as if she was searching for something, or someone. I knew she was going to be my prize tonight and I made my move.
I sat down beside her at the bar and casually ordered my drink. I looked over to her as she looked me up and down as though she was inspecting a piece of merchandise. She started to speak, but I smugly interrupted her.
''Stop right there,'' I said quickly.
''I'm flattered really but I am tired of all of you women hitting on me. I just came here to have a drink and relax.''
She pulled her head back stunned for a moment then gave me a funny little smirk.