Taking my first sip of beer I survey the room. The bar is bustling and full of life, the music is pumping and people are starting to get into the swing of things. A cool breeze signals the entrance of another patron and I lazily glance at the door.
Suddenly I can't hear any music or the chatter of the people around me. Watching you enter I can only stare like a spellbound groupie. You catch my eye and wink and then meet up with a group of guys hanging by the window. I stand by the bar, drinking my beer, thinking of ways to get your attention. I'm not dressed like the other girls, my travelling backpack didn't really afford the niceties but I am in my cutest pair of jeans so I turn back to the bar, sticking my ass out just a little so you can see the full effect of my selected denim. I don't have to wait long as I feel your hands slide along my hips as you whisper in my ear how sexy I am. I turn around and am lost in your eyes, seeing the darkness of your lust I blush and break eye contact. You place your hand on my chin and guide me back into your stare. In it I can see such debauchery that I gasp. You chuckle and I'm hooked.