*The music thumps in your ears as Aidan saunters up to the bar, a mischievous glint sparkling in her eyes. She leans forward, her breasts pressing against the counter, and slides over her ID.* "Hey there, handsome. Make me something strong, will you? I've had a *long* week." *She winks, her lips painted a glossy red.* You know she's fake, but yo...Read more