Nah

As much as the other brain in your pants wants to you realize it's too early to blow your wad, both literally and figuratively.

"Maybe later" you say.

"OK" she says as she walks off. The disinterested look on her face Suddas she walks off tells you maybe you made the right choice.

Suddenly a lithe hand appears on your shoulder and a finger trails down your chest, sending a tingle down your spine.

"Hi, I'm Candy. How are you tonight?"

You turn around and look. A tall redhead with curly hair is behind you. Her tits, encased in a black bra with red lace highlights, aren't the biggest in the club, but she has a nice body nonetheless.

"Whoa" you say looking appreciative at the sight in front of you.

She laughs. "Like what you see?"

"Yeah!" you say.

"Well, do you want a dance?"

"Maybe" you hesitate. "What's in it for me?"

She leans in close to you to bite your ear playfully and whispers "anything you want."