I eyed them both up.
"Well, the night's just getting started, so I reckon a beer for now. But I'm also in the mood to rent some company," I remarked.
The two women exchanged glances before refocusing their attention on me, striking seductive poses. It was clear they were competing for my attention, trying to stake their claim. This place was their hunting ground, after all. Every customer who walked through that door was their potential prey. And when the clientele was thin, it turned into a fierce competition to see who could snag the most. It was almost like playing an MMO game, but with real-life stakes.
