Get her hot

Talking to me makes her horny. The sound of my voice makes her horny. If I fuck her, it'll be the greatest sex of her life no matter how I fuck her.

"So what's your name?" you ask.

"Rosa Lazario," she says extending her hand.

"John Masters. Nice to meet you."

The waiter comes up, and Rosa orders a rum and coke with extra lime wedges.

"So what do you do, Rosa?"

"I'm a model. Nothing famous yet. Mostly local stuff. I'm also studying pre-law at night."

"Beautiful and brainy," you say. "Brainy beauties are so sexy."

"Thank you," said Rosa. She was already growing horny.

The waiter brought her drink and she rubbed the cold glass across her forehead.

"What do you do?" she asks.

"I'm made a fortune selling apps to big tech companies and retired young." Rosa believes whatever I say.

"That's awesome," said Rosa. She pulls her chair close to the table, and runs a hand through her hair, moving it all to one side and seductively dropping it over her shoulder. She licks her lips.