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[Jaz_Venice]

I accept the first drink that is offered to me, not to attract too much attention, though the guy’s eyes seem to wander more as I have ever seen in a bar. There seems to be not a lot of vicarious shame. I let the atmosphere soak in on me, it’s a happy crowd and most seem to know eachother well. I recognise a few groups hanging out with eachother around the bar or a table, while some patrons have decided on a table for two or three. All in all, the welcome I received and the way the patrons hang out with eachother is refreshing.

Suddenly a man gets on the stage and he is welcomed with a big applause. ‘must be an important guy here’. His name is shouted from the crowd, making him smile before he starts to announce the first contestants of the pudding pit. A blush colors my cheeks as i see the two, very skimpily dressed girls step up to the pit and reveal themselves. The crowd goes wild as they step into the pit and start to wrestle eachother. When the blonde is forced to hang her butt up for grabs, the line of guys giving her a kiss and a slap quickly builds to at least a dozen. I smirk, ‘she’ll be sore tonight. Does pudding have healing powers?’

While the wrestle match continues, I suddenly feel the presence and the piercing eyes of someone close to me, coming up from my blind spot. I turn my head and am caught in the eyes of the bartender. Old Joe he’s called I think.

“Now, what’s a cutie pie like you doing in a place like this?”

I smile, the miss of originality in his approach was expected, but there is something in his eyes that makes it actually convincing.

“I heard a lot about this bar and was told to come and see.. It’s a lively place, I must give it that..”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet missy, if you hang around long enough, there’ll be plenty of eye catchers here.. The mechanic bull for instance. You’d draw a crowd if you gave it a shot.. Well, after the match ofcourse..”

I feel his eyes glide over my chest, sliding down my cleavage and almost without moving, I arch my back a little, showing him the fullness of my breasts. It can’t hurt to have the barkeep in your corner. Usually they know their customers well.

“Is that so? Hmm, I might try it another night. When I am more.. dressed for the occasion..”

“Nothing wrong with your clothes now, missy. Call me old Joe”

He extends his boney hand and I accept it, squeezing harder as he expected. With a surprised look he slowly pulls his hand away from me, a growing respect visible in her eyes.

“I’m Jaszmin. Tell me Joe, does this place have private rooms as well? You know, if you want to have a closed, or intimate meeting with someone?”

“Not sure missy, there is only the office and that’s for staff only. Why? You have plans for that?”

“I might..”

I smile my sexiest smile at him, seeing his eyes glaze over and knowing I have him right where I want him.

“Who could answer my question if you can’t, Joe?”

I lean in over the bar, closer to him, offering him a grand view of my breasts, pressed together by my arms. I see him swallow, his eyes shooting from my chest to my face and back to my chest again, his tongue licking his lips unconsciously.

“That would be miss Brandy or miss Stone,  Jaszmin. If you want, I can get them for you after they finished the match. It’s them both in the pit right now.”

I turn my head and look at the pit again, finding both girls in an almost sexual embrace on the floor, completely covered with pudding.

“Don’t bother. By the time they are clean, I am out of here anyway. Thanks for your help old Joe”

I place my hand on his and slowly drag my fingers down his, keeping my eyes locked in with his as I slide off the stool and turn towards the exit.

“I’ll be back.. Oh, and send a bottle of wine over to the one with the dark hair..”

With an extra swing of my hips I trod out of the bar room, knowing old Joe’s eyes on my behind, the only eyes as all other guys are gazing at the pudding pit on the other side of the bar…

(This character was created, and is directed by Tightfit74, as part of the story “The caper of the Capricious Coitus”. She does exist in game as well, but will not be active. She might hold a clue perhaps, to solve the riddle in the story. This information is presented so there is no confusion caused or anyone lead on)

[Jaz_Venice]

After turning off the main road leading to the centre of town, I park my car in the lot at the B&G. Seems the place is booming, with finding just a few open spots. My professional eye discovers several shady vehicles, but as I am here in a hunch, I decide to ignore them.

This Friday evening, something will happen in the B&G, a meeting of some sorts and the place will be staked out by me and Jonathan. But I always try and get a feel of a place and the environment by driving around the neighbourhood and casting a look inside if i can. Besides, Jonathan is too well known in this town and in places like this, he is sure to be recognised. He’ll be in the car a few houses away during the stake out next Friday, and I will be inside to survey the bar.

As I get closer to the entrance, I hear one singer end, and a new singer start, two different voices. At least there is live music. A good sign, a nice way to hide in the back as the focus will be on stage. I wonder what other featurtes they have. I push the door open and step right into the noise of a full house, the crowd cheerful and loud, the band playing a country song.

My eyes move from left to right, feeling a little out of place in my ‘office clothes’, as if I have a big sticker on my forehead stating “COP”. Quicly I adjust my bra, open the top buttons of my top so I show a nice cleavage, and hike my skirt up to just under my buttocks. I mirror myself in one of the doors and wink, atisfied with my sexy look, then walk confidently to the bar, finding a stool at the far end and looking around, getting a sense of the place. When the barkeeper leans in, I order a martini, shaken, not stirred. Taking my first sip, letting the sweet-bitter-sour liquid slide down my throat, I take in the atmosphere of the crowd..

(This character was created, and is directed by Tightfit74, as part of the story “The caper of the Capricious Coitus”. She does exist in game as well, but will not be active. She might hold a clue perhaps, to solve the riddle in the story. This information is presented so there is no confusion caused or anyone lead on)

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