The crowd seemed to part as I saw you enter the club. The obnoxious man next to me seemingly drifting out of the window with his cancer stick smoke; the woman in the red dress with her two advertisements for plastic surgery shifted to the back of my subconscious; and the gay man who I was just about to give a very aggressive reply to after he tried to grope my ass was saved a trip to the hospital...you were priority 1 now, and I KNOW how to prioritize.
"Hello," I said, conveying as much lust through my eyes as I could.
"Hi," you replied, totally uninterested in yet another broke ass pussy hungry scrub attempting to woo you with nothing. "Do you know how a man is supposed to get a woman nowadays?" I asked.
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, as soon as you say hi to a woman nowadays she automatically assumes that all you want is sex. So what's a man to do, go sodomize??"
The comment brought a smile to your face...
"For example, I bet you thought my saying hello to you was my way of initiating some sort of arcane 4play, right?"
"What makes you think that I'm like ...."
"Every other woman? The way you shrugged me off with that "hi" earlier. Believe you me, if I wanted to have sex with you, I wouldn't waste time with "hi"!
"Oh really, you think you could get me that easily?"