Alone in the bar

Hannah18

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OOC: Okay I'm looking for a reasonably detailed, dominant guy who can be controlling and persuasive and isn't afraid to get a little rough. There will be slight resistance on my part. And not straight to sex

Name: Hannah
Nickname: Annie
Height: 5"2
Looks: Long dark brown almost black hair that curls about half way down my back, and large brown eyes, slim, petite figure, 32c, slight tan.

Wearing: A flowing pink dress that comes just above the knees with a sweetheart neckline, with a black bow tying around pulling my waist in, and some matching pink heels.

I'm the daughter of a well known politition, because of this I grew up with a very sheltered life-style, young, pretty and innocent. Always being the good girl, I turned eighteen last week, and I grew tired of that life-style, wanting to experience new things, to live a little. Tonight I snuck out, deciding to go out, I stumble across a bar, one which I wouldn't ever go in.

IC: I look up at the building, hesitating slightly as I try and decide whether to go in or not, sure I want to experience new things, but I don't want to get myself killed. My eyes glance over at the group of scary looking men outside. Swallowing deeply, I brush the feeling away, walking up to the strong door, grabbing hold of the metal handle and pulling it open.

I glance around the dark room, people huddled everywhere, the room so full of smoke, I can barley make anything out, but from what I could, I know that I should not be here. Slowly I make my way over to the bar, leaning up against it as I wait for someone to serve me, I feel someone watching me and can't help the sudden sense of unease that runs through my body, turning my eyes lock with yours, and imediatly I blush, the blood rushing up to my cheeks. You look like the kind of guy my daddy warned me to stay away from.

"What can I get you?" the bartender asks, quickly I turn away from you.
"Erm rum and coke" I say the first thing that pops into my head.
 
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I wave my hand to the bartender to stop the order. Then walks up behind you and says " Make that a zombie. If your going to start drinking today, you are going to start doing it right." Knowing to my self that, that strong of a drink is going to loosen a pretty little girl like you up a bit.

The bartender disappears to get the ingredients for the zombie. While I look you up and down, sizing you up and imaging what I am going to do to you later. As the bartender comes back I say "You're too nice of a girl for a place like this and you better come sit down with me if you want to stay safe. As I may be no angle but compared to some of these guys in here I am one." Just then the bartender places the zombie down in front of you. You look away from me towards your drink in a bit of a daze, thinking am I really here.

While your in your moment of daze I head back to the table where I was sitting when you came in. Where I wait for you to come over like the good little girl that you are.




Okay this is my first time doing this, if it doesn't work for you go ahead and disregard it.
 
The place is getting smoky and I was about to leave when a young stunning lady push through the door. She looks uncomfortable and probably first time here as being a regular here, I had not seen her before. She steps up the bar counter and order a drink.

I push across the walkway and pay for her drinks, pulling a stool and sat down. "I just love to buy you a drink, lady. I am Ken. Oh may I sit here?"

Waiving at the bartender to fill up my glass of martini. "I had not seen you before, are you new in town?"
 
I suddenly feel nervous as I watch the guy pay for my drink "Hi Ken, I'm Annie" I say softly, turning to face you "but you really didn't have to do that" I say quietly, lifting my drink to my lips and taking a sip, before turning my attention back to you.

I shake my head quickly "no I don't live around here exactly...." I trail off not wanting to give any more personal information out. I lean back on my seat not sure what to do or say anymore as my hands nervously play with the edge of my dress "so do you come here often?" I question, then immediatly want to hit mysef that must be the lamest question ever, I remain quiet, waiting for an answer.
 
"Annie, that was a nice name. Yeah, I am here most of the time." I assured you that I am a regular and know this place pretty well. "Who wouldn't buy a drink for such a lovely lady." giving out a friendly smile teasingly. I gulp down my Martini

"So, are you here looking or waiting for someone you know? I can help you to locate him as I know most of the guys here" striking to start a conversation.

The music is banging noisily or I pull my stool closer to you.
 
I shake my head quickly, "No, I just wanted to try somewhere new" I say with a small smile, looking up at you. "and believe me this is very different from anywhere I have ever been" I mutter under my breath, as my eyes scan the room briefly, before turning back to settle on you.

I lean in against the bar, resting my elbow on it, as I bite down on my lower lip softly, I can't help but wonder why you came over to talk to me, although I'm not going to ask, I'm sure that I will find out in time.
 
Smiling generously, "So this is the first time you visit a pub? It can be a pretty good experience" I took your hand and gently kiss it. "Let me show you around Annie, ooh do you play pool? There are some pool table upstairs only for exclusive members."

I got off the bar stool and help you down. I was almost 6' tall and you are much shorter when you stands beside me.
 
"Yes It's my first time" I say with a small smile, blushing as I feel your lips against my hand. I stand up, accepting your help, suddenly feeling very small stood beside you, as you tower over me.

"I haven't played it much, maybe you could show me how to?" I question softly as I follow you through the bar, and upstairs.
 
Going up the narrow stairs, there are 6 tables where 4 has been occupied. I choose the one at the far end and briefly lay down the rules. Picking up a cue stick, I make a wild break. Nothing really pockets but the balls are spread all over the pool table.

I begin to wonder if you are really good at the game. "Your turn Annie"

You bend over the table sexily and make a strong cue. Wow, 2 balls went into the pocket.

"Ha ha ha ha..... you are just pretending, you are good"
 
I smirk slightly as I make my shot, sinking two of the balls, before spinning back around to look at you "I bet you didn't expect that did you?" I ask, raising my eyebrows, before walking away, leaning back against the wall, watching you as you move towards the table, getting ready to take your own shot, I can't help but wonder how good of a player you will be.
 
You are happy with your shots of course and now I had to proof myself too.

Carefully I aim at the nearest ball and gently hit it against the hole at the far end. It looks good but the ball touches the corner of the pocket and it misses the hole. I look at you, wondering what would you say after this.
 
I can't help but smirk, as you once again miss this shot, knowing that I am going to win this, my confidence soars as I walk to the table, taking my shot and quickly sinking another ball. I spin around to face you.. "How about we make this a little more interesting?" I question "Like a bet" I add to clarify.
 
i look at you, twisting around the table sexily and pocket another ball. You are showing off your chest teasingly as you bent and pocket another ball.

"How would you like to bet? You had pocket 4 already and I still had all my nine on the table."

Picking up the cue stick, I walk to you and teasingly say "looks like i had a tough time to win this game"
 
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