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Julie was staring at me across the bar again. I often saw her in here, perhaps why I keep frequenting this bar when there are plenty of others closer to home. My mates had warned Me about her, about how she is just out for what she can get.
I had seen her Myself, always flirting and all over the guys then backing off the second they suggest going somewhere. There were rumours of her forcing guys into chastity, and I knew she wasn't a Mistress, she had the wrong demeanour for that. Julie was just a girl in a bar who got her kicks from winding guys up and having them drool all over her. I could see how she gets away with it as well, stunning, big and obviously natural breasts, and an ass to die for. Every guy was hooked on her, I had never seen her buy herself a drink or anything, always latched onto a guy until she was bored or went home, alone. I wondered how long it had been since she had had sex, seeing as she always rejected any guy who inevitably asked her home.
As she came over to Me, she wiggled her hips in that seductive way women have when they are confident and have selected the guy they are going to have. I had decided a while back I would teach her a lesson, and hoped I was playing My hand right. By never asking her home, and systematically either ignoring her, or just making polite conversation, I hoped she was the kind of girl who likes to attain the unattainable.
'Hey stranger, not seen you for a while' she said.
'Not been in for a while, hectic at work.'
'Well, you know what they say about all work and no play right?'
'Yeah well, that's how life goes sometimes.'
'Shame though, you got to make time for fun!' she says as she strokes My knee.
'Of course, that's why I'm here. Beer, good music, bit of alone time. Makes a nice change!'