I was closing up the bar last Saturday night and thought I was all alone. Then I heard this voice behind me. Made me jump out of my skin I can tell you! Low and growly like, not a voice I recognized right off.
Turned around and this man was right up close behind me, I was kinda trapped between him and the door. I recognized him as one of the guys who was here on New Year’s, not a regular, who made a big donation to the kitty.
He told me he’d enjoyed the “show” on New Year’s and wanted to have a private one. I was just kinda stammerin, I mean he had me pinned up against the wall and all. He made a show of taking a 100 bill and sliding it down into my bra, his fingers taking their time trailing back up. He told me that was the first installment.
Mmmm. Just the kind of man I have a weakness for; big, bad and dangerous and with money. I d0 need new tires ….. What’s a girl to do?
