You are looking good tonight and you know it. Nothing subtle. Portland class, looking a little sassy with your cherry red lipstick, your winter coat hides your soft skin from prying eyes. The dress you have on underneath is nothing short of scandalous; the black elastic fabric hugs your ass, just barely covering it standing up and you don't even want to think of how exposed you will be if you have to bend over to pick something up.
The top of your dress hugs your body equally tight, and your bra has your perky mounds pressed tightly together showing off a lovely V of cleavage. A thin silver necklace hangs from your neck and dangles the pendant just at the top of the V, intentionally drawing anyone's eyes from your sexy neck downwards. Everything about you beckons to the men around.
We have arranged to meet several men tonight. One says he likes to dance, so we are headed to a club downtown to see if he is what he says he is. Being a bit early, I get the both of us shots at the bar then drag you to the dance floor until we recognize one of them. It quickly feels like the DJ is playing directly to the two of us with a deep, bass-filled house beat.