A Mysterious Encounter at the Dive Bar

Belle had always enjoyed the occasional drink at the local dive bar. It was the type of place where nobody judged anyone and everyone was welcome, no matter how strange or peculiar they seemed. But tonight was different. Tonight, something felt off. As she made her way to the back of the bar, she couldn't help but feel like she was being watched.

Suddenly, Belle felt a hand on her shoulder. She spun around, preparing to curse out whoever had dared to touch her. She saw a man standing behind her, tall and muscular with short brown hair and piercing blue eyes.

"What the fu-" Belle began, but the stranger put a finger to her lips. "Shh," he said. "I just want to talk to you."

Belle stared at him, unsure whether to trust him or not. She was drunk and horny, and the man's mysterious air only added to her excitement. "Fine," she said. "But make it quick."

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