My heels clicked against the damp pavement as I made my way towards the sounds of heavy bass and shrill, girlish giggles. I could sense the lack of inhibitions, the innebriation and the excitement of the men who thought they would bring home a mate for the night. I breathed in deep the potent scent of alcohol, smoke and sexual excitement, knowing in my forever still heart that tonight would be a success. Making my way to the entrance of the bar I was soon to occupy, I ran one hand through my wind-blown, raven hair and adjusted my corset simultaneously. My skin-tight black denim needed no correcting. I knew that I would appeal to nearly everyone in the building with my long, ebony hair, creamy skin, mile-long legs, shapely figure and larger breasts, barely contained by my top. However, only one person would appeal to me tonight. I just had to find her.

Entering the establishment, I flashed a sly smile to a man standing just inside the doorway, noticing as he alternated between eyeing my full, red lips and my breasts. I moved on, scanning the occupants of the bar quickly. They were all too loud, too silly, with too many people or simply just not attractive enough. Finally, my eyes landed on the perfect one. She was sitting alone at the end of the bar, absent-mindedly running her finger around the rim of her drink. She appeared to be deep in thought. I made my way to the bar and seated myself a few stools down from this mystery woman, noting that she looked up in interest as I sat. I momentarily ignored her as I ordered a drink, a Bloody Mary, of course. Sipping my drink, I studied her quickly, up close for the first time. Shorter dirty-blonde hair, petite, smaller breasts, dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top and pretty in a nondescript way. Absolutely nothing about her stood out and she was the one I wanted.

As soon as I turned my head, I was approached by a young man in a baseball hat and a polo. “Frat boy.” I thought disdainfully. “Hey, uh, can I buy you a drink?” he asked eagerly, wiping his sweaty palms on his shorts as he did so. “I have one, thanks.”, I responded icily. If he ruined my plans for the night, I would rip out his heart and feed it to the goddess Leinth myself. He obviously picked up on the impatience in my voice and left my side quickly, laughing uneasily and shrugging to his group of jeering friends.

When I turned back towards the nameless girl, I saw that she had clearly witnessed the scene between the boy and I, and was now smirking slightly.