Everybody likes to enjoy a nice night out at their favorite locale. Party-goers are always searching for the hottest clubs to dance the night away, have a nice drink or five, and to allow themselves to give into the energy swirling around in the air. Dancing, laughing, and a strong urge for the flesh is all too common at tonight’s bar.
Behind a perfectly waxed countertop and a wall of used shot glasses stood a man of age, his gray streaks beginning to show along his hairline. Although he age was a bit out f the normal for the average customer, his appearance and physique made it look a few years younger.
Passing out all kinds of drinks to thirsty customers, he calmly completed his bartender duties until a familiar face appeared before him.
“Have you had your usual drinks tonight? A shot of vodka and a martini?”
“Actually, I only had one martini tonight. Well, one that I personally ordered. I had about four total.”
Four, huh? Which lucky person does she have her sights on tonight that would buy her three more?
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