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It all started with a redhead. Or, more specifically, the finest looking redhead I’d ever laid my eyes on. She walked into the Greenbush Tavern, and, somehow, I knew I’d never be the same again.She was with some guy, but I could tell they weren’t together. Not really. He was just someone to fill the void on a hot Saturday night at a local bar in a northern Michigan hick town. Besides, she looked way too classy for him. Hell, she was way too classy for me too, but I digress.Red, as I eventually came to call her, noticed me as they walked by, and she flashed a smile. Some Guy, as I will refer to him, sat down on a barstool and ordered two beers. She took bahis siteleri the beer he handed her and sat next to him but facing the pool tables instead of the bar. She was watching me while I played eight ball with my buddy, Jimmy. ZZ Top’s Legs was playin’ on the jukebox, and the place was hopping.I made my next three shots easily, but when I saw her blue eyes staring at my ass, the fourth shot didn’t fall. I made eye contact and saw her raise an eyebrow. I nodded and grinned. I didn’t care why she was looking at me; I was just glad that she was.Since I had money on the game, I needed to focus more on the table and less on her for a bit. A few canlı bahis siteleri minutes later, when I sunk the eight ball in the corner pocket, I looked up to see if she noticed my victory. Sadly, she wasn’t anywhere in sight.Instead, I spotted a hot little blonde slide onto the barstool that Red had vacated and stick her tongue into Some Guy’s ear. His hand was planted firmly on her ass when Red came back from the ladies’ room. I watched as she shook her head and rolled her eyes. She nudged the slutty blonde aside to grab her beer and said “fuck you” to Some Guy.She turned and looked in my direction, and I held a pool cue out in her direction. canlı bahis Jimmy, having just lost twenty bucks to me, had also lost interest in playing anymore.She shrugged in a why not sort of way and walked up to me to take the cue. I held on firmly and said, “I play for money.”She let go and said, “Sorry, I’m low on cash this week, and it looks like I’m buying my own drinks for the rest of the night.” She directed a thumb at Some Guy, whose hand had now slipped into the back of Blondie’s cut-off shorts.“Doesn’t need to be cash,” I said quickly, not wanting to let Red slip away that easily. “I imagine you’ve got other assets I’d be interested in.”The sound of her laughter was rich and sensual. I went hard almost instantly. It was all I could do not to visualize myself throwing her down on the pool table and fucking her right there and then. But I’m not a complete asshole.

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