They call him Mr.Payne

I can feel Mr.Payne's hands on my hips and his lips on my neck. I push him off and smirk, dancing infront of him, moving to the beat easily. "dont stop. you know that i like it baby." He growls in my ear and I shudder at his deep voice. "wanna go back to my place? it's a short walk" I smile innocently and he raises an eyebrow. "okay" he shrugs and grabs my hand, leading towards the bar. "but you haven't had a single drink, and as gentlemanly law, i am required to buy you one" he smirks and turns towards the bartender. "A strawberry daqurie for the lady, a scotch for me, on the rocks." He says, laying down a few bills. "uhh I'm not supposed to drink..." I smile sweetly. "Don't worry darling, daddy says it's okay."