The nerve of this guy!
How dare he label me as a minor? Why did he date me when I was a minor? Why did he have s*x with me when I was a minor? He was just a year old then me, but acted like my f*****g father.
I don't know where I was heading but, I had my vision set on the bar in front of me. It was calling out for me. If he can't let me have wine I will f*****g have vodka, only if they have it here.
I came to a stop at the bar counter. The bartender, who looked in his late twenties, came forward to attend to me. He was tall, tanned and even had piercing, and looked hot, not more than Ale, but with those tattoos, he looked swoon worthy.
"I will have three sho—..."
"She will have a glass of water!" Someone spoke behind me, cutting me off.
I clenched my jaw before looking beside
