Femme Fatale Story
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Some say you can tell everything about a person through their eyes. But her eyes are different, they are blank, almost lifeless, as if nothing is, or ever was there. It is like staring into a deep, dark, dangerous abyss.
“Come on mate, there are plenty more fish in the sea.”
I was heartbroken. It had been six weeks since Hailey had left me but it still hurt as much as the day it had happened, as if someone had reached into my chest and squeezed my heart with an icy cold paw. Hailey was different, she was the one, but apparently, she didnt share the same enthusiasm.
“Mate, tonights the night. We are taking you out and we arent taking no for an answer.”
The guys had been trying to get me out of the house for weeks now but I had kept turning them down.
“It has been six weeks mate, I dont want to seem insensitiveÐ but get over it. You are coming out with us and thats that”
“Yeah Jamie, your coming out. Hey, there is this new club in town, its supposed to have tonnes of easy girls, I reckon we should check it out.”
“Ill get us in”
“Sweet its settled, we are going out tonight”
“Oh yeah, its hunting season now!”
“And our preyÐ the simple minded, lustful, lass.”
We get to the club, wow, its packed. Getting to the bar is like trying to wade through quicksand, you think that you are winning, beating it, but then it grabs you and drags you backwards. I havent been anywhere like this for so long. The air is thick with gossip, sweat and lust. The noise is amazing, easily as loud as an enormous waterfall. But I keep going, forcing my way through, it was an effort, but finally I make it to the bar. As I get there I realise I have no idea where my mates are. Theyre gone, but it doesnt matter, I am here to pick up, not to hang out with my mates. Besides they have probably already gone to work on our mission, already stalking their prey.
I search the room for some possible trails; yeah Marty was right this place is packed with easy targets. Ill get a few shots into me first it will loosen me up. I have a look around, yeah there is plenty of talent butÐsuddenly my eyes get taken from me, at first Im not sure why, but I cant help but be drawn to whatever it is. As I get closer, I see that it is a woman; she is perched there, all alone. I dont understand how she hasnt been picked up yet. She is stunning, my mind slowly takes her all in, her smooth dark legs half covered by knee high leather boots, lead up to a black mini skirt, which, with her legs crossed reveals her lacy red underwear. I cant help but stop and stare for a moment, my eyes keep moving, up past her midriff, which is barely covered by a tiny red top which looks like its about to burst. It is barely holding in her heaving chest, again, I cant help but stop and stare, even her neck is sensuous, it is sleek yet powerful. Everything about this woman is alluring. Her long, dark hair flows down over her shoulders in waves. Her face, it must have been painted by a thousand of the worlds greatest artists, she has sleek yet strong cheeks that lead to her very seductive lips, she says something to me, but I cannot hear a thing. All I see is her mouth; her tongue swiftly darts in and out as she speaks. Those lips must have captivated so many men before, just as they have captivated me now. But the most apparent feature of this woman are her eyes. These eyes were unlike any eyes you have seen before, they have bright blues and glowing greens, the most captivating eyes you will ever see, they are amazing. But they seem different somehow.
My mind finally catches up with my body and all of a sudden, I can hear again. She is staring at me, as if expecting something. Oh no! she has asked me a question and I have no idea what it wasÐ…
“My names Jamie, can I buy you a drink”
Oh no she probably told me her name before, now I cant ask or shell think I