A night on the town

"Nothing special Gwen," you tell her as she grabs you by the arm and rushes off with you, "just a night on the town. Never really gotten to experience it much, you know?"

"That's right up my alley," she kids you, punching your arm as she lest you lead her to your car, "I can't say that I've gotten to see much of the city myself, either."

As you drove her to the first bar that you see and pull in, the conversation was advancing to the point where you were really beginning to feel like you had made a connection with her.

So when she walked up to bar and ordered a few rounds, you were pretty confident in where the night was heading.

"Don't be a sissy John," she teases you when she sees you struggling a little with your liquor after getting a few rounds into the hard stuff, "if you want any shot with me tonight, I better be getting drunk before you do."

"I...think...I can handle that," you tell her as you down the next shot, placing your hand on Gwen's thigh to brace yourself, but her response seemed to suggest she was getting turned on, as well.