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Im dressed in all black with my black leather jacket. I walk out the darkness into the light. As I walk I come to a bar were I walk in. I sat at the bar table and order a glass of red wine. As the bartender pour my drink I look down n see u alone. I slip on my wine n think of what to say to you. I pull out a ten and lay it on the table as I get up. I turn and begin walking clamly toward you. As I make my way toward you I notice just how beautiful you are. My blood begin to race as I speak so clamly.( hello miss is this set taken?) You say no so I have a set. I look n ask (whats a beautiful lady like yourself doing her?) As u turn and answer I ears go muted. For I begin to look deeply in your beautiful eyes. I ask to buy you a drink and you say yes. As time go on we chat and I buy you more drinks. I look over to find u are now drunk. Your words become baby talk. I laugh at ur baby words for it sound so cute. I then as would you like to leave. You reply with an yeah as I stand n help you up. As we walk out this nightly bar my hand hit against your soft ass. I think in my head I'm glade you didn't notice. As we walk down the street in the street light I make jokes and tell you a little about me. As you laugh I take on ur laughter and beautiful smile to I since that you sobber up. Then ask if you would like to come to my place to chill maybe have a few more drinks. You reply with the fact that you don't know. I tell you will be safe and my home is but a block away. You say sure as I grab you hand and begin to talk you to my home. As we walk I think of your body n its beauty. As we walk up my stairs I release you hand and reach in my pocket to grab my key. I say(well here we are my home.) As I think you have notice that the outside is beautiful. I open my door n walk in as I say come on in. I walk you to my living room and ask would you like to have a drink? You reply yes. I say have a set as I turn toward my kitchen. I go grab us two glasses and a bottle of red wine. I come In the living room n sat the glasses n bottle on the table. Then take my jacket off and down to make our glasses. I pass u your glass and grab the remote to turn on some slow rnb music. I take a slip and ask you how you feel. Listen to your answer as I ready to tell you somethings. To be continued.....
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