“Haven’t women learned their lesson already? Men are dead meat on a stick, half of them will screw you and the other half don’t know how to screw you.“I need a drink,” I murmured to myself walking toward the bar. On my way, I grabbed a glimpse of the bride holding the bouquet and the other hopeful women gathering around her. “At least she had the decency to have an open bar.” The view of the bartender was obstructed by the powerful back of a man sitting on a stool and leaning against the bar.... I could only see the top of his tousled dirty-blonde hair as he bent his head toward his glass, totally ignoring the herd of single women sitting a few stools down and glaring at him like he was a deity. If what I was viewing from behind was any indication of what was at the front, he might as well have been. With his feet propped on the railing around the bar, his tighs stretched his suit pants and his back tapered to a narrow waist on top of a round ass. Yummy.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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