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"Hi Alexandra. Or would you prefer to be called Alex? The name's John. I have become a big fan of yours lately, and thought I would introduce myself," you say to her as you walk up to her, drink in your hand, ready to offer it to her.

"Alex is fine John. And I'm always ready to make time for fans," she tells you as you look her up and down in the tight strapless silver dress she is wearing, eyes fixated on her tits and her legs, not to mention her gorgeous blue eyes.

"So, mind if I go buy you another drink?" you ask her as she quickly downs the one you handed her, making you believe that if you continued getting her liquored up she would be yours fairly soon.

"I like a gentlemen," she tells you, smiling and brushing the hair out of her eyes as she leads you away and dances with you in private, grinding on you as she downed the second drink.

"That's all you're getting," she tells you after grinding on you for a few more minutes, leaving you with a supreme case of blue balls.

"Come on baby. Don't I at least get to see those gorgeous eyes looking up at me as you blow me? Or maybe get to suck on your giant knockers?" you ask her, **** to the point you see nothing wrong with that line of questioning.