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He had been sitting at the bar for a while when he saw her enter. He had been watching the entrance ever since he had arrived. And she was noticeable indeed, dressed as she was in a skin tight, strapless red dress that clung to her body like a second layer of skin. She walked slowly through the dimly lit, smoke-filled lounge towards the bar. Her hips moved sinuously as she maneuvered between the closely set tables and chairs. Her breasts seemed to strain the bounds of her dress with her every step. He paused from staring at her, to take a quick glance around the 'happy hour' crowded bar. He easily saw that he wasn't the only male taking notice of the beautiful woman in red. Her dark hair was piled atop her hair in a careless cascade of curls, some of which had escaped to caress the sides of her long neck. She wore no jewelry to distract from the splendid display of her nearly naked breasts. He thought to himself that she had the look of a very classy woman, perhaps a very high-priced hooker, or even a woman who had money to spend any way she pleased, with no one to answer to. When she reached the bar, she seated herself near the center of long teak wood bar. Watching her seat herself on the tall chair was an enjoyable event. She had to ease the tight skirt upwards until she could raise her right leg enough to reach the stools lower rung with her high-heeled foot and ease herself upwards onto the padded leather seat. He got a very enticing glimpse of stocking tops, and what appeared to be an actual garter on one thigh. Once seated, she set her small matching red purse on the counter top. She smiled when the bartender came over, asking her what she wanted to drink. He couldn't hear what ...

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