Ich lüge 'Love'

He stood outside the club. An unlit cigarette hanging from his lips, he sighed in annoyance. So many people wasting there lives to entertain themselves with the views of the flesh. Men. Women. It did not matter. They all indulged themselves in such petty matters. It was annoying and Un-describeingly ignorant. He watched from the shadows as a small group of four girls conversated and showed the intemadating bouncer there ID's to get into the club. Out of the four girls there was one who was differnt from the rest. While the other girls showed so much skin it would hardly make any difference if they were completely nude. This girl had some since. She wore a burgundy top that fell slightly down her shoulders, and flared out with waves, with a slight v-neck. She had on a pair of dark blue jeans, that were cuffed before her black ballerina style flats. She handed the bouncer her ID and it showed clearly that she had absolutely no idea what she was doing. She was nervous, he could tell. It was a refreshing sight, compaired to her friends who were practically glowing with how much confedence they had. He watched her fumble for a moment and then took in her facial apperence. She had hair that was a natural golden honey color and her crystal blue eyes were wide and doe like. He smirked to himself, this girl was already nervous enough and he wondered how she would be once she got inside. The thought amused him to no end. While this Doe-eyed girl seemed pure, he knew that she would become like everyone else. Needy and lustful. He could hear her friends muttering there groans of complaints, telling her to: 'Come on' and a wide chorus of 'Hurry up already' He watched the girl fumble with her wallet and try to hurry up. As the bouncer lifted up the red velvet rope so they could enter. He put his still un-lit cigarette in his smoking box, and decided to follow the group of girls in. He wanted to watch this girl for a little longer.