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When I put on the black leggings and a grey wool sweater over it this morning, I did not think much of it. In fact it was more for the comfort than a fashion statement. Still, I caught Seth staring at my legs a couple of times, I felt a thrill run through my spine every time his pink tongue darted out of his mouth to wet his lips. So Yeah, I did not call him out on it, I let it happen.
Hopefully this simple attire I threw together has similar effects on snake tattoo guy as it does on Seth. I take out the hair band from my hair, letting the waves cascade down my shoulders.
"What is a pretty girl like you doing out by this time?" he leans in as he asks.
The stench of the alcohol on his breath hit me square in the face, it takes everything in me not to puke, he already had mouth odour, plus the alcohol, it was kind of hard not to grimace.
