I sit on the stool, pounding down my drink, my eyes keep stealing over to the blonde sitting alone at the table. Definitely a nice body, I wonder what she is doing in here. The sweet little thing sticks out like a sore thumb, and seems oblivious to the danger that is gathering around her. I've been in and out of prison for the last 5 years, largely for assaults and brawls. THis is the meeting place for my gang and here she sits, so tempting.
I haul my six foot, two hundred pound frame off the stool and walk over to her table. Not saying anything, I simply stand over her, watching her.
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I love it when a girl talks dirty. My favorites are, No, Stop, Please, and You're Hurting me.
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