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Without taking my eyes from Emmy, I drop ument with the bartender and an oldertown She throws her hands in the air, her headeyes are burning bright She points over to me a few times, and all the olderher what she wants I just scowl at the for her to walk her ass back over here so I can explain to her that it’s tio

"Hey there, handso for sowild"

"No" I don’t even look at her My eyes never leave E at me A mix of ire and hurt is written all over her face Even with the shit lighting in this place, I can see it…and I hate it

Fucking hurt? Is she serious right now? Pissed I can understand She didn’t want to be found and I found her

"I won’t bite, baby That is unless you want me to" Her hands snake aroundmy attention away from Emmy, I look at the bleach-blonde hair, weathered skin, and fake tan of this bitch in front of ive her credit--she tries to hide it with h makeup for about ten wo fifty

"I said no, woman What part of that didn’t you understand? And for the last time, do not touch me" I reach up and pull her hand offup empty What the hell? I scan the room but she is still nowhere to be found

"Ah, sweet cheeks I knohat you want Good luck with that one Rose doesn’t play around, and honey, ould you want her when you can haveshe knows" She leans down and, before I can guess her intent, lickse

I turn swiftly andsure she doesn’t mix this shit up in her head to think that I would soot that, sweet cheeks?"

She looksher head back and laughing The sound of it hits my ears like nails on a chalkboard

"Your loss"

When she walks off, I start ht I runin for the wait

Thirty minutes later and I still haven’t found her The crowd is getting restless The chicks taking turns on the stage now haven’t been impressive and they undoubtedly want more The pole hues The last act on the htly better, but all she did was basically finger-fuck herself on the stage before fuet to her feet on her ridiculous heels