Pretend to be drunk.

She stumbled after Richter, cursing him out for having a small dick and not being man enough to handle her, slurring her words and stumbling. Eyes left Ivory’s swaying ass and locked onto the stumbling ebony beauty. Though Ivory had been dressed to the nines, short skirt, tight top and three inch heels, the disheveled, just-fucked Ebony held their attention just fine. Her skin-tight pants and sweater didn’t hurt as she stumbled towards the bar and the gang of men who’d been arguing good naturedly about which of them ‘that hot big-titted slut’ wanted.

When Ebony literally tripped into one of their laps, they weren’t talking about Ivory any more and all eyes were on her. She saw Richter unlock the bathroom and slip inside and slurred some excuse as she pushed herself off the impressively endowed man.