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"They will be here any minute!" I say to my spouse.

It is late at night and we are a few yards from a street lamp that illuminates an empty side road. She is standing provocatively on the pavement in high black heels that show off her long slender toned calfs through black stockings. Her legs disappear, just below the knee, beneath a beautiful red satin dress with a dragon design embroidered in fine gold silk thread above the waist. She looks at me coquettishly with her blue eyes, framed perfectly in dark navy eyeliner as she takes a long draw on her hand rolled cigarette. Her full blood red lips pucker as the ash glows orange. Strangely her red hair looks more aflame than the cigarette in the artificial light.

"I know, I can't wait!" She says, her words mixing with the exhaled smoke while the nicotine keeps her voice calm and husky.

I step behind her and embrace her around her tummy giving her a tight squeeze as I kiss her softly on the cheek. I can smell the strong gold leaf tobacco smoke in her hair. I deny her any contact on the lips because she is not in the mood for love play. Instead I grip her petite buttock and pull her dress's shoulder strap to the side and bite her white exposed skin. She moans and then I step away, covering the bite mark back over with the soft dress strap.

"I give you first souvenir of the night" I explain. "When will you be back?" I continue casually.
"It depends on what they do to me, honey." She sounds indifferent.

I look up the road and wonder what I should do when she leaves.  I don't even know where here is. I just followed my sat nav in my black Audi A6 to these coordinates and parked up. The deliveries used to get to me initially but now I find the whole thing routine. Living with a masochist has its perks but this wasn't one of them.

"Perhaps I should go now?" I think to myself. No! I know she'll be safe in their hands. She might get hurt but she'll be safe. What sort of person am I!

"Ok beautiful, have fun!" I bid.  She blows me an enduring kiss back with her bright red satin lipstick coated lips and I trundle off towards the end of the road, occasionally looking back at her. I'm not really dressed for going out. I wear a grey-blue T-shirt with a dark blue moleskin jacket and some casual jeans with a rip across the knee. My brown leather ankle boots complete my comfortable attire.
At the end of the road, there's a huge friendly wooden building with a sign saying "AChat Bar & Grill" in large, welcoming red lettering. A couple are canoodling on the porch and I am sure I can hear the sounds of live entertainment emanating out of the entrance in the form of singing.

"Perfect" I mull. I could do with a distraction.

I turn back to check on my wife, only to see that a white van has arrived. From this distance, I see a brunette has forced her to her knees and has her in a collar and lead. She pulls her through the double doors at the rear of the vehicle, by her hair, and jumps in the back with her. The doors slam closed and the van drives off away from me.

That's it. It's done! I take a deep breath and walk across the road to the bar half delirious.
I only take a few steps when a taxi comes swerving out of the car park at full speed and I literally dive out of the way to avoid being run over. Who could be in such a hurry at this time of night? Now I seriously need a drink!
I cross the courtyard, walking past a pickup truck parked out front, continuing to muse to myself.

I could do with some company. I think back to the days when going to the bar always meant playing drinking games with my friends and waking up with a hangover. We would play "truth or dare" or the hilariously revealing "I have never!" You certainly found out some interesting things about people playing that one.

As I open the door I try to take in the scene as I walk to the bar. The place isn't too busy but it's more cosy than I was expecting and it looks chilled and everyone looks dressed to impress. The other thing that strikes me is all the girls look gorgeous.
There is some rocking music coming from the stage.

A romantic couple seem to be dining in a booth and a beautiful girl at the bar fidgets on her bar stool while looking at some stories on her lap top. I wonder what they could be I chuckle. I sneak a peek through to a back room and see a pool table and even a god damn bucking bronco! Woah! This place is interesting.

Then as I get closer, I notice the hot redhead serving behind the counter. I wonder if I have a thing for redheads or perhaps it's just because she has a playful red cowboy hat on or that she has a deep glow about her.

Just then I hear the words from the band pumping out:

"We can't wait 'til tomorrow
You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it?
It's the one thing you can choose, oh!"

That's a killers song and I love it. This place is getting better and better.

"Evening!" I start. "Nice place you have here."
She seems so happy to have a stranger walk in and I detect a distinct bit of devil in her naughty eyes. She makes me smile out of instinct.
I desperately want a beer but I glance across at the cocktail menu on the black board behind her and just can't help myself.
"Can I have a wet pussy please?"