Mirza
When the room started closing in on me, I immediately went down to the bar area. A bunch of people were looking at me and swaying their hips seductively, but I didn’t want any of them. One of them came up to me. “Mr. Mirza, if you want, I’m free tonight,” she whispered, placing her hands on my chest.
She gently caressed me, and just as I was about to push her away, she planted a few kisses on my neck. She was clinging to me like a leech, practically screaming that I should have s*x with her. I pushed her away. “Get away from me!” I said, then sat down at the bar. “Tequila!” I shouted.
The bartender immediately came over and set it in front of me. As I downed the tequilas one by one, I started to relax a little. I heard a girl’s voice say, “Can you slow down a bit?” She was sitting
