Life After Marriage

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One Night Indulgence

Shortly after midnight, I stood in front of a relatively well-known bar. I took a deep breath and calmly pushed open the door and walked in.

The reason why this bar is so famous is because of a high possibility of having a one-night stand. The men or women who appear during this time seeking to have an affair and play a game of "me seducing you, you seducing me". The night after we break up, there is no need to take responsibility over what had happened.

The reason why I came here is very clear. I wanted to have an affair, a one night stand.

Finally realizing this wasn't easy for me, all of the pressure and stress was driving me crazy. The fact was that five of my exes all broke up with me for the same damn reason: You give off a Virgin Mary like feeling, sorry but I am unable to continue our relationship.

In fact, understanding this wasn't easy for me, it was all from the pressure and stress that was driving me crazy, the truth was, not including continuously taking note of my five ex- breaking up with me with the same damned reason: you give off a feeling like Virgin Mary, so unable to continue our relationship.

Hey! Do they think that every woman possesses a sacred aura? The problem was that they blamed me for not sleeping with them. Don't tell me that is one of the rules of dating?

Even though I am fully aware that a one-night stand wasn't a rational move, my madness doesn't allow me to turn back as I'm at the point of no return. Perhaps it's because I've read so many romance novels that this audacious idea had always lingered in my mind. Tonight was the perfect day to finally go through with it.

The lights in the bar were overwhelming, dim and ambiguous. They made it hard to see each other clearly increasing the mysterious feeling of the bar. The music in the bar was also very helpful, loud but not too harsh. This made it so that if two people wanted to talk to each other they needed to move closer to each other, a tantalizing move.

Because it was my first time visiting a bar, I needed time to adapt to this environment. The deafening music gave me a slight headache and the dark lighting blurred my vision.

After I adapted to my surroundings, I discovered that there were all kinds of men and women in the bar. The women were smiling and waiting for the men to buy them drinks while the men were confidently embracing the dancing women and whispering intimately into their ears. Looking at this scene made me shy and I felt my face grow hot.

My eyes moved from the men and to the women. From the dancing floor to the round tables, most women were young, beautiful, well-structured, and wearing heavy makeup and revealing outfits. Compared to their skimpy outfits, I looked down at my own clothes: jeans, a round neck T-shirt, sneakers, and no makeup. I absolutely had no way to compete with them. Although my figure was finer, if I didn't reveal what I have then nobody would know how great my body is. The more I looked at them the more I wanted to slap myself. Why didn't I change my clothes before I came here?

The server brought me to the corner of the counter and kindly helped me order a bottle of about 10 percent beer. Through his actions he probably assumed that I was a well behaved girl who just wanted to relieve stress by coming here and learning about life. He thought I was just going to watch and not participate.

I helplessly sat down at the corner. Because I didn't know how to start I just secretly observed for the lucky one that would be my dessert tonight.

While leaning against a wall and sipping my beer in a hidden corner, I glanced around he men in the bar. Due to the nature of the bar, guys who come here have good character qualities. Most have good control over their ambiguous behaviors, open but appropriate. I looked around the bar many times, noticed that most men had found their partners. Except for a young man who was sitting in the corner and drinking beer like I was, everyone else was already taken.