Although it was a brewery, Mitch ordered two Beck’s in a bottle. He wanted his beers and to get-the-hell out.
A woman in a red fuck-me dress, holding a martini, approached and oozed herself against the bar to stand next to him. She asked the bartender for a glass of water, put an elbow on the bar, and quarter-turned toward Mitch. Her straight, shoulder-length hair wisped around her high cheek bones tinted with pink, and her tits practically fell out of her dress. Mitch pulled out his wallet and looked toward the bartender, then heard a click and turned.
The toe of her stiletto-heeled shoe was on the brass footrest and her ass was bent over the bar.
Her slender fingers with polished red nails reached for a napkin, then set it under her drink. Mitch turned to get the other bartender’s attention, and a women with silicone breast in a thin-strapped turquoise top finagled her way up to the bar and wedged herself on the other side of him. And the two women began to chat.
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