Take my drink and run.

"Oooh thank you so much for the drink!" I say with a giggle and scoop up my drink. I start sipping from the straw as I turn to walk away.

I'm not a total bitch, and to pay him back, I make sure my ass grinds against his thigh by accident as I turn to leave. And as I walk away, I'm sure to put lots of swing into my soft fleshy hips and ass.

Only half way across the bar, I'm finished my drink, and not only is the room spinning, but all my limbs start to feel a little heavy and unresponsive.

I reach out to put the glass on a table and miss.

That's when my legs go out under me. I'm going straight down when a pair of sweaty, meaty hands grab me, and haul me back to my feet.

In my ear, I hear the geek whisper, "Had a little too much to drink?"

He starts to lead me to the back exit, the one that leads to the alleyway behind the bar.