“Any preferences?”

“Just something strong,” I said. “That’s all.”

I was waiting for my drink to show up when I felt someone come up behind me. I tensed for a second before I caught a whiff of her perfume, and I relaxed immediately.

“Hi there, stranger,” she said, coming up at my shoulder and putting her hand through my arm like we were close friends.

“You look familiar,” I said, staring at her face.

She had stony blue eyes and blond hair that looked brown in the dim lighting. She was voluptuous, and she had chosen to highlight that by wearing a tight blue dress that looked like a second skin. Her breasts were pushed up high, and they looked about ready to pop out of her dress.

“I look familiar?” she laughed. “You’re kidding, right?”

“I don’t kid very often,” I said without a smile.

She didn’t seem at all perturbed by my mood. In fact, she almost seemed to take it as a challenge. Her grip on my arm got tighter, and she batted her eyes at me a little harder.

“You should remember me,” she said. “You fucked me three times.”

I frowned. “I’ve never taken the same girl home twice, let alone three times.”

She laughed as though everything I said was the funniest thing in the world. “What I meant was that you fucked me thrice on the same night.”

“Oh, that makes more sense.”

“That was the most orgasms I’ve ever had with one man,” she said.

“Can’t say I’m surprised.”

“You look a little lonely,” she said. “How about I keep you company tonight like I did the last time?”

I gritted my teeth. All I had really been looking for was a strong drink and a little quiet. But I realized now I wasn’t going to that here.

“I’m good,” I said firmly.

She looked a little taken back, but she refused to give up. “Oh come on… it’ll be fun.”

“It’ll be fun for you,” I replied. “But for me, it’s going to be a chore.”

She frowned at that one, and her smile faltered a little. “You fucked me once before,” she said as if that were a real argument.

I sighed. “Exactly,” I nodded. “Which means I don’t need to do it again.”

I stood up just as Aaron set my drink in front of me. I shook off her arm and pushed the drink towards her. “I’m afraid this is all I can give you tonight. Night, Aaron,” I nodded to him.

Then I took off with her eyes on my back. I got onto my motorbike and started my way back to the clubhouse. It wasn’t like I wasn’t horny. It was the fact that the girl I wanted was not in that bar. The girl I wanted was sitting in my house right now waiting for me.