Do or die."I can't decide. As the visitor count started to decrease for the first time tonight, Lola gave up. Her success rate was incredibly high, bu... tonight, things just didn't work out for her. Every guy she tried to seduce was either happily married, or didn't feel like spending large amounts of money just to get laid. Of course, she could have just gone home with someone anyway, but that wasn't Lola's style. She sat down at the bar an ordered a strong, toxic-looking liqueur. She watched. She was wearing a red netted jacket kind of clothing under which I was perfectly able to see her bra and panty which were both red in color. She smiled at me as I was staring for too long and told me to come inside first as someone else might come. I got in, she closed the door.She: Like what you see?Me: Well…… do you even need to ask that question?She (now smiling): Well…. Today is the day you will never forget in your life.Me (making a poker face): huh…. and why is that?She: I have bought. ” I paused for a moment, then I continued, her head was still down in a defeated manner. “If you wanted to pay it off over 4 years it would be £216, over 3 years £289.”“I don’t know what to say,” She mumbled through her tears.“I guess we’ll have to work out another agreement, cause I’m not sitting on my thumbs and waiting around for 57 years for it.”She lifted her head and looked straight at me, her tears running down her face, the small amount of mascara had ran also leaving black lines down. He didn’t waste time with his own clothing, stripping himself to full nudity even as I stood before him. His black skin, and there was no other word for it, for he was dark as coal, was sheened with his body oil, and even in the light of the room, I could see every contour of his well-toned body. He wasn’t the young-buck of his physical prime, but slightly older, probably in his late-30’s, that time when our lives grow busier and things such as going to the gym gave way to more urgent tasks. .