I sat on one of the bar stools, leaning back while looking at the crowd. There wasn't really anybody interesting.... That is, until a group of ladies walked in. They looked so bright-eyed and excited, it was interesting.
The three walked around to find themselves a table. The other one, a cute little blond, about 5"6, calls out something to them, with her fingers in counting. I assume she was counting out their order, because she headed towards my direction .... Err the bar....after.
Her hair was down, sandy blond, smelled like the ocean air as she stood beside me, facing the counter. She was in a short dress, low cut on her chest to reveal a bit of cleavage, and mid-calf boots.
The bartender walks over to her and she flashes him a smile, "can I get three beers and a gin n tonic?"
The bartender plays cute with everyone, of course. "Sure! Are you Ladies new around here? Don't think I've seen you around."
She laughs, "you can't possibly remember everyone that comes in here."
"But we remember the cute ones," I say, turning sideways to face her.
She turned to me, a little surprised at first, but then smiled again, "we're just in town for a wedding."
"How about something to chew on with these," The bartender asks as he hands over the drinks.
"Hmm," she though, "what would you suggest?"
I stifled a laugh, "is this your first time at a bar?!"
She ignored me this time but I could tell her cheeks were blushing a bit in embarrassment.
I turned to the bartender, "Matt, just give her the sampler, on me."
This time, she looked at me, surprised. "There's no need for-"
"I insist! Now let me help you with all these," I said, taking the three bottles so she could carry her drink easy. I got off the stool and followed behind her.
She was tiny, compared to my 6"2 frame. When we got to the table, her friends all looked up at me and giggled.
"That was quick, Cass," the dark-haired one teased, "you already found someone!"
"And he's cute too," the other, with wavy orange hair, added in.
"Shut up!" Cass snapped back through gritted teeth.
I grinned as I handed them their beers, and watched her sit as well. "So, you're looking for a partner, huh?" I chimed at her.
"Oh yeah," the dark haired friend quickly answered, "she's been single since whats-his-name dumped her."
"He didn't dump me, I dumped him!" Cass shot back, "and stop telling strangers about me."
Now, she just looked pouty, which made her all the more desirable. "I'll let you ladies enjoy then," I said, as I turned to leave.
"Oh, hold on," another called out with an accent, "do tell us your name." She grinned and the other two giggled even more. She definitely more the formal, conservative type.
I turned back and tilted my head sideways a bit, like a semi-bowing gesture, "I'm Ethan Crestmore, ma'am." I smiled, "you can call me Ethan."
She smiled, "I'm Amy, these are Martha and Bea, and Cassie."
"Pleasure meeting you, ladies," I smiled, "enjoy the rest of the evening." As I turned once more to walk away, I heard the two ladies talking about getting my number. I grinned to myself, definitely not from here.
"How was it," Matt asked, as I got back, "innocents?"
"Very much so," I said and looked at the plate in front of me. "what's this?"
"The sampler you bought for them," he replied, expressionless.
"Oh yeah, I forgot," I saud, scrathing my head, "Have your servers bring it then."
"I thought you'd like to do it yourself," nodding to the direction of their table.
I sighed, as I sat back on the stool. "It's a pain watching women whore themselves out."
About an hour later.... One of the waiter walks up and asks Matt for 6 bottles of beer and a whiskey. "Are there discounts for the ladies tonight?" He asked.
