Ok, ok, I'll throw a recent tale (or do I mean tail?
) into the ring:
This bartender at a bar I frequent has always been up in my shit a little bit. I've been going there every week with a crew of friends and she always flirts with me. She always gives me free drinks, the fuck me eyes with batted eyelashes, the whole deal. She's got a great rack, cute face, could lose a few pounds, but whatever. Anyways, I value my weekly hangout and drink with buddies quite a bit, so I didn't want to get shit all messed up by getting with this girl. Basically, I don't fuck where I drink and there is no shortage of dumb and easy girls, so I decided a long while ago it was a no-go.
Anyways, turns out she is moving and isn't ever coming back. So the other night she flirts with me as usual, we all give her a hug goodbye, etc. I am a little drunk so I just write on the back of my bill
*Name*,
Call me when you get off work ###-###-####.
-Christopher
Lo and behold she calls right away, I gave her the fucking of her life. She's loud, good in bed, sucks a mean cock, very enthusiastic, a little freaky... scratches all over my back... drew blood on a bunch of them. It was pretty hot at the time but now they just hurt a little bit haha. Regardless, a very good lay. I expected as much, since she'd been wanting it for like a year haha.
She's texted me half a dozen times since then saying dirty shit and talking about how amazing it was and how she 'wishes I hadn't waited so long'.... sorry sweetheart. Now you're a good story to tell the boys next week when you're no longer there.
Guess I'll have to convince her replacement to start giving me free drinks
