The Auld Storehouse was filling up with revellers, seeking a late drink and some live music. Jess and her colleagues had secured a table near the front. She had really wanted to head back to the hotel after dinner, after all they had a busy day ahead, but the others had insisted the night wasn’t over. They were a nice group, teachers conferences could be so boring, but this lot were all her age and good fun, plus with the added bonus of being away from home, in a nice hotel in Dublin, Jess had to admit she was enjoying herself. She was glad she had brought a nice dress with her, just in case. It was her favourite, tight fitting, showed just enough cleavage and just short enough to show off her legs. She certainly had noticed a few admiring glances from her male colleagues.
Jack came back from the bar with the drinks and a round of shots. Jess grimaced as she knocked back yet another tequila. ‘I’m going to regret this in the morning’ she thought, feeling a bit wobbly.