Despite the friendless of his approach, Josh still expected to be rejected with a smile and shake or the head, if she acknowledged him at all. For, how often did an attractive woman immediately accept the offer of a free drink from a perfect stranger? The answer to that question was, very rarely, for no matter how their age, they'd likely all learned the lesson that no drink was every truly free, and whoever offered always possessed an ulterior motive. Generally involving what was between her legs. Prepared for a negative response, and having to further work his charm, or leave it until the girl had had a few drinks of her own, Josh Kincaid was briefly taken aback by her flirtatious reply, but hopefully managed to conceal his surprise. Motioning to the bartender, he ordered a beer, and a vodka and lime, for Caroline, then concentrated his attention on her. "Would've ordered you a cocktail, but Pandora's isn't that sort of establishment." Josh spoke …show more content…
"I can promise you a night you'll never forget." Subtly sliding the material of her dress up as he held her gaze, Josh hoped his actions would allow some of those keen male customers a glimpse of her panties. If she wore any. Then, removing his hand from her leg, Josh smiled, dipped his fingers in to a shirt pocket, and pulled out a round, pink pill. The drug was an experimental one of his own concoction, designed, when mixed with alcohol, to provide a euphoric high, lower a woman's inhibitions, and enhance her libido Although certain it was otherwise harmless, he'd yet to test it's effects, however, with this girl being a stranger, and her flirtatious nature, it'd occurred to him that she'd be the perfect test subject. Josh displayed it to Caroline with a smile. "Enhances the senses, makes everything more intense and enjoyable. Especially sex, you've never had an orgasm like
"One whiskey for me 'an my friend" he muttered, sliding his glass across the counter towards the bartender.
Like a regular discord between long term friends, both parties argued back and forth in a rousing manner until Dennis had to excuse himself. Before saying goodbye, Dennis proceeded to say he was going “ask the waitress out tonight”, regardless of Charlie’s feelings, and that Charlie had to make sure to Paddy’s Pub’s basement and the bathrooms were clean, in case Dennis brought “the waitress” back to the bar. The waitress, a woman that works in a coffee shop near by, has been the object of Charlie’s love and desire for “most his life”, a fact that Dennis was well
“Well, say, Mac,” he cried, striking the table with his fist, “go ahead. I guess you—you want her pretty bad. I’ll pull out; yes, I will. I’ll give he...
“Buy a girl a drink?” I heard from my stool at the bar. I watched the heavily painted brunette wink, then brush her thinly veiled cleavage against the CHL’s player of the week. She wears a uniform of sorts consisting of a tank top, barely there skirt, and f*ck me pumps. Her name is Tiffany. Part of my job requirements as an Ice Girl is to hang out at the post game party spot interacting with fans. Tiffany has become a regular, and tonight, is dying to tell me about her latest rendezvous. She pulls up the stool next to mine, then on a wave of boozy breath, spills her most recent “Puck Bunny” experience:
He is socially awkward and arrogant as seen at the bar he says “I don't exactly know what I am required to say in order for you to have intercourse with me. But could we assume that I said all that. I mean essentially we are talking about fluid exchange right? So could we go just straight to the sex.”
to know what it is and why she is taking it. He tells her that if she doesn’t
She talked about the difference between medicines, which are good drugs, and illegal drugs. She talked about the harmful effects of drug and alcohol abuse, which included memory loss, poor reflexes and impaired judgment. She talked about tobacco and the addictive properties of nicotine. When friends are trying to lure others into drinking, doing drugs or using tobacco, “Avoid the situation,” she said.
He pressed back into the seat, as though to hide, and noticed an exceptionally pretty, small blond girl enter the bar, with a guy, who was tall to her small, dark to her blonde and lean to her curvaceousness. He was dressed in a red shirt hanging over black jeans, had a beard, and very pale face. She shone like a lamp beside him. He watched them covertly.
A) He gives some of the street names for ecstasy and he calls it the club drug mostly because it is used at raves and such parties. Also goes on to call it the “safe drug”. Then even more he gets an in depth look of how the drugs looks and that it comes in a capsule about the size of an aspirin in po...
nice restaurant with several bottles of wine. She begs Jake not to get drunk. She assures
Her covers are amiss and her mouth is agape, but that works perfectly to augment the imagery in the bedroom, where all that matters is Nyquil’s efficacy in caressing the mother into a deep, sound sleep—all while keeping her symptoms from bothering her slumber. A sick person does not fall asleep with a half-cocked grin and a husband’s perfectly-placed arm, like in a mattress commercial. The authentic view that Vicks portrays
Two bottles of expensive whiskey peeked through their pouch on the row on top of the fridge. Next to the cabinet was a table with fashion magazines and her assignments stacked on top. A dressing table that shows her love of makeup and skincare was at the corner of the room. A queen bed, an inside bathroom, and another cabinet full of books were there to complete her room. “Babe, let us drink a few shots of whiskey before you go to your event, it is been such a long time since we drank together” her voice slid in after an hour of tattling.
He tells her that "constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating," and that her drinking is "pathetic" and "irresponsible," these don’t make her too happy.
I opened the door to a short plump woman with reddish brown hair in her late 40’s was standing on my stoop. She wore a pale green dress suit, but looked quite attractive. She extended her arm, shook my hand and introduced herself as Anita Rosen. As the only woman who was attending the dinner party that night, it was a given who she was, but all the same she was quite pleasant.
She hasn’t even met the man, but just knowing that he is handsome she wants him, which is why she dresses up as a barmaid, and the audience from a hundred years ago though to now can relate to and find funny.