Cindy was sitting at the bar wearing blue jeans and a thin pink T-shirt that was stretched tight. Cindy seldom went out alone, and hadn't this night either. She and Nancy had gone out together and decided to try a new place. Nancy had hit it off with some blonde guy and left Cindy on her own. She would finish her drink and then head home.

The waitress stopped by her chair and gave her a note, pointing to a man at a table across the room. Cindy looked at the man. He was a little on the tall side and was dressed in black. She opened the note: I KNOW HOW TO TREAT A WOMAN LIKE YOU. COME TO MY TABLE NOW.

Cindy glanced quickly at the man again. He was looking at her. She felt a surge of warmth in her cunt.

Taking her drink, she headed for the man's table. "Hi, I'm . . . " she began, but he interrupted. In an even tone he said, "Don't speak unless you're spoken to. Sit down." Cindy sat and could feel her nipp...

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