to get a phone and TV. The thought made me smile as I entered the bar.
“Hey.”
“Hey, Callie, what’s up?”
“Long day, too much coke, not enough sleep.”
“I’ve got the late shift. I need it.”
“Thanks. Should I line us up?”
“Oh yes, please!”
She grabbed two shot glasses and quickly shook us up some Royal Fucks. I downed the shot and it went down smooth so I knew I was in for a good night. My first drink always determined whether or not I would have another. The shift flew by and by 1 A.M. I had decided to triple my tips by spending a few of them.
“Gary, this is enough for ten wells!” I stuck the money in the drawer and climbed on top of the bar. Gary nodded. He loved it when I did my party tricks. I motioned to the DJ to mix in my song and quickly scanned the bar. There were more than enough men lined up salivating over Callie. I heard my song Battle Flag come on by the Lo Fidelity Allstars and slowly began to dance. The guys talking amongst themselves quickly turned my direction. I gave Callie the ‘pretty please’ look as my favorite line of the song came on urging me to manipulate for the greater good and cleanse my karma.
The beat dropped and so did I, down to the bar on my knees, quickly leaning in over the guys just…so…as the song ripped into verse.
And just like that, and with the help of Callie next to me on the bar, we were the main attraction of the Lemon.
I began to rip my best dance moves and Callie did the same. The guys were putty in our hands within seconds. I had worn my short black shorts and thigh highs again. Tonight I added fishnets and put my hair in playful pigtails, my lips painted a bright red. I was pretty buzzed with the amount of shots I had consumed. I was a rocking hot whore on top of that bar, at least that’s what the Crown Royal told me.
“Gentlemen, get out your fucking wallets and finally tip your bartender what she’s worth!” Gary handed me two vodka bottles and I began lining the guys up at the edge of the bar, head back and mouths open.
“Okay boys, lift your bills and we’ll see who gets a drink.”
I grabbed the fives, tens, and twenties and poured generously, crisscrossing the bottles back and forth over their mouths as Callie threw sugar coated lemons in them to finish them off. I only gave a drop to the few with one dollar bills. When the guys were happy and hollering for us, Callie and I got a little freaky with our dancing and finished it by jumping off the bar and spraying them with drink hoses, soaking them with water. I was just about to shoot the new guy approaching when I saw his eyes.
I have no idea what expression I had on my face, but the look on his was priceless. He looked completely impressed with me, and then and there I realized, I really wanted him to be. I put my nozzle back in the holster and turned and drew him a Foster’s, setting it front of the only empty stool. I was just about to greet Seth when a drunken idiot pushed him to the side and started slobbering on the bar.
“Baby, you have got to let me take you out. Really, you are the finest woman I have ever seen.”
“Thanks, I feel the love, but tonight I am spoken for. I think?”
I smiled at Seth who nodded his head yes in a bobbing motion.
“Oh, really. By who?”
“Well, she’s right here.” I walked over and planted one right on Callie’s lips. She had warned me the next time I did that I was going to get it. I should have heeded her warning, because next thing I knew I was in her death grip, her tongue plunging into me. Holy shit, not in front of Seth! The guys went into an all-out frenzy and I had to practically rip my mouth from hers.
“I warned you, bitch.”
I shook my head, quickly agreeing with her as I flew back to Seth at the bar.
“Temptress,” he mused at me and my reaction to Callie’s kiss.
“Yeah, I won’t be doing that again.”
“So your lips have healed?”
“Right as rain.”
“Good to know.”
“How ya
“Hey.”
“Hey, Callie, what’s up?”
“Long day, too much coke, not enough sleep.”
“I’ve got the late shift. I need it.”
“Thanks. Should I line us up?”
“Oh yes, please!”
She grabbed two shot glasses and quickly shook us up some Royal Fucks. I downed the shot and it went down smooth so I knew I was in for a good night. My first drink always determined whether or not I would have another. The shift flew by and by 1 A.M. I had decided to triple my tips by spending a few of them.
“Gary, this is enough for ten wells!” I stuck the money in the drawer and climbed on top of the bar. Gary nodded. He loved it when I did my party tricks. I motioned to the DJ to mix in my song and quickly scanned the bar. There were more than enough men lined up salivating over Callie. I heard my song Battle Flag come on by the Lo Fidelity Allstars and slowly began to dance. The guys talking amongst themselves quickly turned my direction. I gave Callie the ‘pretty please’ look as my favorite line of the song came on urging me to manipulate for the greater good and cleanse my karma.
The beat dropped and so did I, down to the bar on my knees, quickly leaning in over the guys just…so…as the song ripped into verse.
And just like that, and with the help of Callie next to me on the bar, we were the main attraction of the Lemon.
I began to rip my best dance moves and Callie did the same. The guys were putty in our hands within seconds. I had worn my short black shorts and thigh highs again. Tonight I added fishnets and put my hair in playful pigtails, my lips painted a bright red. I was pretty buzzed with the amount of shots I had consumed. I was a rocking hot whore on top of that bar, at least that’s what the Crown Royal told me.
“Gentlemen, get out your fucking wallets and finally tip your bartender what she’s worth!” Gary handed me two vodka bottles and I began lining the guys up at the edge of the bar, head back and mouths open.
“Okay boys, lift your bills and we’ll see who gets a drink.”
I grabbed the fives, tens, and twenties and poured generously, crisscrossing the bottles back and forth over their mouths as Callie threw sugar coated lemons in them to finish them off. I only gave a drop to the few with one dollar bills. When the guys were happy and hollering for us, Callie and I got a little freaky with our dancing and finished it by jumping off the bar and spraying them with drink hoses, soaking them with water. I was just about to shoot the new guy approaching when I saw his eyes.
I have no idea what expression I had on my face, but the look on his was priceless. He looked completely impressed with me, and then and there I realized, I really wanted him to be. I put my nozzle back in the holster and turned and drew him a Foster’s, setting it front of the only empty stool. I was just about to greet Seth when a drunken idiot pushed him to the side and started slobbering on the bar.
“Baby, you have got to let me take you out. Really, you are the finest woman I have ever seen.”
“Thanks, I feel the love, but tonight I am spoken for. I think?”
I smiled at Seth who nodded his head yes in a bobbing motion.
“Oh, really. By who?”
“Well, she’s right here.” I walked over and planted one right on Callie’s lips. She had warned me the next time I did that I was going to get it. I should have heeded her warning, because next thing I knew I was in her death grip, her tongue plunging into me. Holy shit, not in front of Seth! The guys went into an all-out frenzy and I had to practically rip my mouth from hers.
“I warned you, bitch.”
I shook my head, quickly agreeing with her as I flew back to Seth at the bar.
“Temptress,” he mused at me and my reaction to Callie’s kiss.
“Yeah, I won’t be doing that again.”
“So your lips have healed?”
“Right as rain.”
“Good to know.”
“How ya
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