DISCLAIMER:
In this chapter, there will be hints of sexuality, explicit violence, and sensitive (religious) topics for some adults.
If you are susceptible to these topics, it is recommended to stop reading this story.
I did not have much time to have arrived at the bar that, it looked somewhat clear, very few customers during the week.
The sound of heels was present, the step was slow and rhythmic.
Jhon, was having his first drink that ended suddenly, when, he heard the movement of the next chair.
His first thought was to remember Agent Brown's walk in the cafeteria.
He felt annoyed for an instant.
When he turned sideways, he could see that it was a beautiful woman of dark complexion, who greeted him with a pleasant voice, after he asked for his drink.
The woman introduced herself as: Christine.
A beautiful brunette, very tall, curly hair, long, with a tight dress with an opening in the leg to give her mobility and a moderate cleavage.
Jhon couldn't help but look at that body, no matter how much he wanted to be discreet, his eyes betrayed him.
She looked like a goddess in Jhon's eyes.
Her tanned legs and abundant thighs seemed promising to her.
Christine noticed that intense look, but, she did not bother at all, she was used to her beauty being well received, she took it as a compliment.
She said that, her boyfriend left her planted, it was not the first time.
With some annoyance in his voice, he said that he was about to leave, until he saw it.