A bar

I have the driver take me to the bar, not very far from my house. As I'm feeling generous, I give him quite a tip and leave the cab without wasting any time.

At the bar, I am greeted by a gorgeous, blonde bartender. She knows me, as I'm a regular here. I know her too, although I'd say I know her better than she does me. Her attire is modest, work-appropriate, but thanks to my powers, I've seen her tits on numerous occasions. I just can't help myself. Her breasts are full, to the point where it's quite hard to believe that they're all natural. And yet they are.

She places a glass full of whisky on the counter in front of me, calling me back to reality. I thank her and turn, to look around the room.

The bar is full, people sitting at the tables or leaning against the counter, chatting, drinking, having fun. I'm feeling adventurous today.