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Chosen

She waited until what she thought was the right time to give in, she had to play it smart even if her character showed her to be ditzy and clueless.
She was so used to his moves, they were all the same, talk a good game to the "chosen" girl and hope she gives in before you do and if that doesn't work more drinks to get the girl drunk will surely help.

The money was obvious you can see it in the crisp suit he was wearing, a navy blue suit and a silver tie and watch sat proudly on his right wrist, a type of beam to show he owns an expensive watch, she could tell she herself has seen the many branded watches that decorated her husbands wrist.

She takes a sip.

He reached out his hand to rub the lip of the cup, a subtle move, but sure enough to work any girls imagination. His smooth voice whispering in her ear did nothing but alert her that sure enough she was "chosen" to be his for the night.

At that moment a mutual agreement passed through the two of them both for different reasons at least one thing was for sure, they both needed a release.

"Do you wanna get out of here" he whispered his whiskey breath hot on her ears. Nothing needed to be said when she reached out to touch his thigh. "Check please" he shouted at the man behind the bar, however he was rushing and slammed a 50 on the wooden bar, a sound similar to the girdle that ricocheted though the court room, a sound of finality.