The Voracious Barmaid
I
walked into the bar and saw that they had a new barmaid. She was
quite pretty, and very sultry looking, showing her cleavage in a way
that didn’t make her a slut, but told everyone in the room that she
was single. She had long red hair that went down to her bum, her
right eye was blue and her left eye was green. I walked up to her and
said.
“I’d
like a Vodka Martini, shaken, not stirred.” I say. She giggles.
“James
Bond fan? So am I.” She says seductively. Sh