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I was in a bar when a guy came up to me and bought me a drink. I looked at him and smiled.
"Whats someone like you doing here?", he asks me.
"I honestly don't know I just don't go to bars that much", I state.
"Well this is the best bar in Havana, or that's what I keep hearing at least", he says.
"What's your name?"
"What's yours?", I ask.
"Emilio", he says, gently grabbing my hand and kissing it.
I smirk and then giggle.
"I'm Camila", I smile.
He looks at me when he gets his drink motioning to toast. We clink our glasses as he smiles.
"A toast to Camila for being beautiful", he laughs.
I blush. I hear a piano playing and I smirk. I get up from my seat and walk up to the stage and start singing.
(Perfect song)
Singing the lyrics 'Papa told me he got malo in him' I smirked at him and same with when I sang 'there's something about his manners'
I got off stage and he grabbed me by the hand and pulled me to the back on the building. He pinned me against the alley wall and we started making out. He picked me up by my thighs and I wrapped my legs around him. When we were done we both had hickeys and he had red lipstick stains on him.
