Seduction
In the dark corner where I usually sat, I saw her come in. Tall and lithe, she was a perfumed picture of femininity as she flowed through the doors and down to a small, unoccupied table in the candlelit portion of the club. She was on the make, but my time-tested agenda of restraint reigned supreme and I studied her without staring. She would be euphorically primed by alcohol before I would seduce her and savagely invade her unsuspecting femininity only to withdraw as her own arousal betrayed...