When I got into the pub, all eyes quickly set on me.
I got so much attention to the extent that I started getting shy about it.
My mind soon started blaming me for the dress up. I wanted attention, and to lure someone into asking me out, but I never planned to get this much attention.
I did go for a big one, a very large pub. When I was making my way to the bartender, it was actually a long walk from the entrance down to where he was located.
That walk seems like I am walking on a football pitch from post to post, due to the many eyes that were on me.
My legs that were cat walking perfectly with my high twisting waist soon lost their doing, and I started walking awfully and hurriedly.
Then, my partner in crime, "my brain" that has always been there for me, once again came to my rescue.
My brain said to me, "Come on, Ace, you are Ace, be ace like you have always been".
I stopped, and looked at my phone like I really had something I wanted to check on it. I actually stopped because I needed to, and restarted my stepping and organized it to the perfect way I started it, and I did just that.
I made my way to the bartender, and he was like, "Wow, pretty, you look so breathtaking".
As if that wasn't enough, he said my first cup of anything I ordered would be for free, because he would pay for it.
At that moment, I was far gone in a meeting with my brain asking her if I was really that pretty.
The way the bartender was flipping the bottles of wine around his body skillfully, and he was also mixing the wine together like it was nothing, made my eyes glued to him.
The sound of a dragging iron stool was what called my attention to my left-hand side to have a perfect view of a pretty boy that was just sitting next to me.
"That's good, you would be perfect for me", my mind and my brain quickly discussed that topic.
The guy was facing me, and looking straight into my eyes romantically.
"Allow me to help you find your way to your rightful throne, angel," he said to me, and rounds it up with a bow.
A nicely sexy romantic smile was forced off my face as I asked. "Where is my rightful throne?".
Instead of him speaking, he pointed to his heart. Damn, that was romantic.
I was going to ask him where he was from, and what his name was.
A bottle of beer was banged on the bartender's cabinet on my right-hand side that notified me of another presence beside me.
My view of the new presence started from the middle of him, and it took my eyes a long journey up to his face.
That speaks how much the guy was a giant. No, I don't want him at all. His stature reminds me of the guys I fought on our last missions.
I was going to ask him to leave me alone, but before I could speak a word, he dropped both the cup and the bottle in his hands on the table, and passed behind me to my left-hand side.
The guy was telling the large man to leave him alone, because he didn't know I belonged to him.
Before the blink of an eye, the large man kicked the guy and the guy was on the floor coughing.
I got angry and stood up to the man. I was so tiny in front of him.
"That was so disrespectful," I said to him.
He pushed me away, trying to go to the spot where the guy was lying.
Already, I had developed an interest in the guy, and the man kicking him and pushing me away made me want to retaliate.
He was going to land his large fist on the guy's stomach. I held his hand and urged him against the idea. Instead of him listening, he raised his hand against me too.
That right hand he raised to slap me never got back to its normal place after I dealt with him mercilessly.
Swiss' Point of view.
I am not pleased with my habit of having to make love with myself.
The last one I did really pissed me off. The fact that I almost got caught, and Helen's time with her boyfriend, Wilson, really makes me want a guy in my life, and do away with that stuff.
Earlier this morning, I noticed Fada was getting dressed for an outing. I took my sex toys, a bottle of fuel, a lighter and went to the woods, where I normally do my thing.
When I got to the woods, I laid my blanket on the ground, sat on it, pulled out my underwear to the side, and inserted the man's private part replica inside of me.
I did it like never before. It was because it would be my last time doing such a thing.
After the self-love doing, I dug a hole in the ground, and dropped all those sex toys in it, including the blanket.
I poured the fuel on it and set it ablaze. Everything was burnt to ashes while I watched. Then, I promised myself to never do that again, and I left.
When I got back to the house, Fada had gone to the place he was going. I took my bath and got well-dressed.
I was opening the door of my car when Helen opened the main door of the house and told me she wanted to see me.
She told me I could go to the place I was going, that when I came back, we would have something important to discuss.
I wanted to stay because her appearance was not good, but she allowed me to go.
On getting to my destination, a restaurant, a guy walked up to me and he's not the bad type.