I dressed up with the intent to draw attention to myself. It was about 6 PM when I got in my car to meet my friends at the local bar, with the intent...of getting fucked by a complete stranger if I didn't get shitfaced.I arrived at the bar at around 6:40 PM. I saw my friends seated about halfway into the building. I quickly made my way over to where they were sitting. As I said my hellos to everyone I noticed I was the one who was dressed the sluttiest. I looked around the bar as I began. After taking two deep draughts from her martini, Jessica began to chat up the two solitary customers, and soon invited them join Jane and herself at the table and set them up with drinks. The blonde introduced herself as Julie, and the woman with the dreadlocks was Sylvia. By the time Jessica had finished her drink and started straight into her second, they had been joined by two new arrivals. The first was a young, goth-looking girl; her dark hair was partially dyed red and she had a nose. His cock got hard so fast against his zipper that it hurt. He tried to focus on eating, the ingredients on the pizza, counting how many times he chewed, willing away the persistent erection. It didn't work at all. He was rubbing himself through the stiff denim and finally threw the pizza crust into the box in defeat. He's got to get out of these shorts before he cuts his damn dick open on the metal. He should have worn underwear, but how was he supposed to know this was going to be an. The construction workers werestanding in a cluster drinking their coffee and smoking."Hey baby!" "Looking good" "Want some of this?" Ugh, guys are sodisgusting. Catcalls are offensive anyway, but what did they see in agirl out for her morning run. No makeup, nothing. yuck...My mind turned to Matt. What did I do to that poor boy? Well, not aboy anymore. No boy has a tool like that.I need to find a good way to let him down. I'm as old as his mother,but he was so sexy. Maybe we can."No,.