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her? The luxury of wealth becoming an illusion to who she
really is. Was. What she did to herself and the life she created.
    I want to be at the closest bar
possible and that ’ s right
where the cab takes me. I have no idea why the urge to go to a bar rolls
through me. I was just at a place with plenty to drink, smoke, and fuck.
    I get to some neon light dive place
and take a seat. It ’ s busy
and loud. I order a shot of whiskey and a beer. Both are gone within a minute.
I throw a fifty on the bar and make it known to keep it all flowing.
    It takes all of a minute for
someone to nestle up next to me.
    Some blonde reaching across the
bar, putting an empty light beer bottle down. Her chest pointed at me, tits
rubbing against my shoulder. I look at her tits, then I look at her face.
    “ See
something you like? ” she
asks.
    “ You
offering? ”
    She grins. “ How about you make me an offer. ”
    Bartender puts another shot down. I
slide it toward the woman. “ Drink
a real drink, babe. ”
    Her little fingers wrap around the
shot glass. She lifts it to her nose and her nose crunches up at the smell.
    “ A
little stronger than a light beer, ” I say.
    “ I
can tell, ” she says. “ What do I get if I take this? ”
    “ I ’ ll take you somewhere private
and make you scream my name. ”
    “ I
don ’ t even know your name. ”
    I smile. “ That ’ s
how good I am. You ’ ll
scream it even if you don ’ t
know it. ”
    The woman quickly throws the shot
back. She puts the shot glass down with some left in the glass. Her faces
twists and when she opens her eyes, they ’ re
watering.
    “ Nice
job, ” I say. I look at the
bartender. “ Get her a light
beer. ”
    The bartender serves her and she ’ s still facing me. Those tits
pressing against my arm and shoulder. There ’ s
plenty of room to not be so close to me. I don ’ t
mind at all.
    “ What ’ s your name? ” I ask.
    “ Does
it matter? ” she asks.
    “ Beautiful.
Take a walk with me. ”
    I push from the bar, taking my
beer. The woman is right behind me. I work my way along the bar. The smack of
pool balls became another piece of the background in the bar. There ’ s a dark doorway that ’ s a small hall with the
bathrooms.
    This is sort of my specialty.
Christ, it ’ s where I met
Jade the night before she found out my mother married her father. I had been
going to town on some woman when she walked in. And she stood there and watched
me fuck another woman. And it turned me on like crazy.
    I kick open the bathroom door and
step inside. It ’ s
surprisingly clean. And it ’ s
surprisingly empty.
    The woman walked by me and I stayed
right behind her. My hands grabbed her at her waist and put her at the sink. I
pressed my dick to her ass, pressing her tight against the sink. I look in the
mirror at our reflections. I ’ m
drunk enough to think anyone is pretty, but not drunk enough to stop comparing
everyone to Jade.
    I reach around and grab the bottom
of her shirt. I lift it up to her bra. My fingers curl under her bra, taking
that next. I pull up some more and watch her tits fall free. They ’ re heavy and creamy. Her nipples
really small but firm. I run my hands down over her tits and cup them. She puts
her head back and groans. She ’ s
breathing heavy already.
    Just shows how desperate and horny
she is.
    Fine by me.
    I take my hands away from her tits
and watch my handprints slowly fade away from her body. I back up and grab her
by the hips. I turn her around and press against her again. Her tits against my
chest. My eyes staring down at hers. I know nothing of her. That ’ s okay. I have no reason to know
a fucking thing about her. I just want to taste her fucking pussy and fuck her
until she screams. Something has to chase everything away in my mind.
    “ Open
your fucking pants, ” I say.
    She listens. Her tits press
together when as she unbuttons her jeans. Every time she moves, they jiggle.
Before Jade I would be devouring those