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Tabby Cat: Sex KItten

... my coat tight around me as I stood shivering, my shiny purple lips trembling, thinking about what to do next. I was at this bar every weekend. I knew everyone and it was pretty unlikely that I would get laid with this crowd. I figured I could take a quick ride over to another club I knew of. It wasn't as quiet and friendly, but I knew there would be plenty of straight guys there, which was what I was looking for. I needed to be manhandled, not caressed. Just as I was about to turn and start walking toward my car, two guys walked past me headed for the door of the bar. I hadn't seen them before and while they both took a good long look, one of them smiled and said to me, "It's a bit cold for that skirt, honey." I just giggled as they walked into the bar. My luck had changed, perhaps one of these guys would take an interest in me. I thought for a moment, I couldn't let all this work go to waste. I needed a fuck, so I took a deep breath and strutted through the door, my slim body instantly starting to thaw as the warmth enveloped me. I walked over to the bar and sat down, my thighs exposed nearly to my hip as my skirt rode up a bit. The bartender, a beautiful lesbian named Brittany, walked over and propped herself up on the bar with her elbows. "Hi Tabby Cat, where's your other half?" "Jennifer is at her place, wrapped around that new guy of hers, Kyle. They were supposed to come out tonight, but you know how that goes." "Yeah, she used to pull that shit on me all the time when ...

... we were in high school. Anyway, drink?" "I'll take a beer. Hey, any info on those two gorgeous specimens that just walked in? I think I may have caught their eyes outside, and I've got a hankering for cock, like you wouldn't believe." "Yeah, actually." Brittany began, "They're friends of Simon. Frat b*****rs from school or whatever. But, what I think you'll really like; They are straight." I took a long sip of my beer and smiled at her, taking off my coat. "Well, what do you think. How did I do?" I stood and gave a little twirl, displaying my outfit. "Mmmm, you are one sexy little bitch," Brittany said, and laughed slightly. "But seriously, how did you not die wearing that skirt?" I laughed and sat back down, "I know right, definitely should've worn some tights or something. But my stupid ass just had to show off." As Brittany and I shared another laugh, the other bartender, Richie, came over to us. He leaned in and told me, "Hey Tabs, the gentlemen in the corner booth would like you to know that your drinks are taken care of for the rest of the night. Enjoy," he smiled at me and walked away. Brit looked over at the two guys, noticing they were looking at me, and grabbed my arm, "You better enjoy. I haven't gotten any in way too long. If nothing else do it for me. So I can feel like my life has some meaning." Brit giggled and went to make me a drink, which I didn't ask for. When she returned I realized it was a very expensive cocktail, using a bunch of top shelf liquor. She ...