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“Why?” I asked. “Because I don’t have any tattoos or piercings?”
“That’s part of it,” she said.
“And the other?”
She shrugged. “For one, you’re dressed like a yuppie.”
“That’s because I’m playing a part.”
“And what part is that?”
“A wolf in sheep’s clothing,” I said, taking a drink from my glass. “It’s a little game I like to play.”
She turned her head towards me, suddenly more interested. “How does it go?”
“It’s simple,” I said, taking advantage of her interest to hop up onto the stool on the other side of her table. “I dress up like a nice, normal, everyday prude to attract a certain kind of girl.”
“What kind is that?”
“The cute, innocent little college that are always running around this place. Like her,” I said, pointing out a little blonde in a sundress, smiling widely and acting all shy. “Or her.” I pointed to a long-haired brunette wearing a skirt and sorority sweatshirt. “I make them think I’m a nice, normal guy, just looking to screw around a little bit.”
“And then?” she asked, clearly interested.
I finished off my beer and flashed her an evil little smile. “Then I give them a night they’ll never forget, even if they want to. But it also ends up being a night they’ll dream about for the rest of their lives, even if they won’t admit it.”
She chuckled and finished off the rest of her beer.
“Tell me you’re not at least a little intrigued,” I said.
“I have to admit, I’m a tad bit curious,” she replied. “But I still really doubt that you can give me what I need.”
“Maybe not,” I said. “But what’s the worst that can happen if you give me a chance? You come away a little disappointed?”
“Or worse yet, unsatisfied,” she said.
“Which was probably going to happen anyway,” I said.
“What makes you say that?”
“Well, you obviously came here looking for someone that wasn’t here. And you’re clearly disappointed about that. And you’re sure as not going to find what you need at this place if you decide to pass on my offer and stick around.”
“True enough,” she said.
“So the way I figure it, you’ve got nothing to lose.”
“As much as I hate to admit it, I think you’re right.”
“Then let’s go back to my place,” I said, slamming the rest of my beer. “It’s only a few blocks away. I’m Charlie, by the way.”
“I’m Alexandra,” she said. “But you can just call me Alex.”
“Okay then, Alex, let’s rock.”
I took her hand and we left the bar.
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“I’m guessing you like things a little rough,” I said as we walked along the sidewalk towards my house.
