I'm a man whore. I always have been. It's easy when you look like I do. Girls fall to their knees before me begging to suck my c*ck, and I let them. My only rule: never the same girl twice.
I've been watching him ever since I started coming here. Sitting at the bar like a creeper, wishing he would acknowledge me. All I ever get is the occasional glance and a smile.
Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing here. This isn't who I am. I've always been a good girl. But there's something about this place that draws me. Something about him that draws me.
She thinks I don't notice her, but I do. The lust in her eyes isn't lost on me. She thinks I'm not interested. I'm just waiting for the right opportunity. I eat girls like her for breakfast, and I'm about to turn her world upside down.