Her eyes shot up to mine and I felt like I had been punched in the gut. 'Do your shot glasses usually respond?' I asked with a laugh, throwing her words from earlier back at her. 'So, what are we drinking to?' she asked the shot glass. She kept her eyes down in the glass like it held the meaning of life. The beautiful one came right up to the bar then and grabbed the shot glass closest to me but still wouldn't look up. I'd wake up to him humping his pillow and howling in his sleep,' Liz said wistfully, taking the heat off of me for a minute. 'I dated a guy once that had wet dreams almost every night. Three heads bobbed up and down in unison. Three sets of eyes all turned to look at me. 'If I do a shot, will you please stop talking about Jade's disgusting vagina and never, ever use the word meat product in a sentence?' The brunette shook her head in irritation. I think she rubs bologna down there to attract men. 'Oh, please, like she doesn't know about the smell of meat products wafting from her lady parts. My ears perked up like a dog’s again when she spoke and pointed in the general direction of the chick that smelled of Slim Jims. I bet I could use her hair as a pillow, a silky, furry hair pillow that I could finger all night to help me get to sleep. I wanted to touch her hair and see if it was as soft as it looked. While Drew and Blondie continued their verbal sparring, I continued to stare at the quiet one. You stuck your penis in her meaty vagina.' She always smells like beef jerky so we call her Jerky Jade.

'Jerky Jade? I thought her name was Alison.' Are you seriously flirting with me right now?'

'I saw you sneak into the women's bathroom to fuck Jerky Jade not more than twenty minutes ago. 'Don't even finish that sentence,' she said with a roll of her eyes and a shake of her head. Why wouldn’t she look at me? Her friend wouldn’t shut up and she wouldn’t look at me.

Her dick is probably bigger than this guy's,' she said, hooking her thumb towards Drew.

'Patty plays softball and can bench press two hundred and fifty pounds. There was something about them that made it impossible for me to look away. You're like the daughter they never had.' You know the Fosters could care less if you drink while you're on the job. Long, wavy brown hair, smooth skin and the most gorgeous brown eyes I’d ever seen. I was pretty sure that if I was sober she’d still look good. My ears perked up at the sound of her voice like I was a dog and someone just said, 'cookie.' The shot was halfway to my lips and I held it in place as she took a step forward and shook the hair out of her eyes. I can't drink,' she said, gritting her teeth.

Seduction and snacks by tara sivec