Sandra smiled at him across the bar, her soft and inviting cleavage making a constant promise to spill out of her low-cut top onto the beer soaked towels. What will it be, Geoff? She asked with a tone that implied he could order more than a pint of bitter.
Sandra smiled at him across the bar, her soft and inviting cleavage making a constant promise to spill out of her low-cut top onto the beer soaked towels. What will it be, Geoff? She asked with a tone that implied he could order more than a pint of bitter.