- Jan 19, 2019
All scars have stories. Some are pretty heroic. Others are really lame. Some have just always been there, the owner never learning its origins.
That’s fantastic.She sat down at the bar and he couldn't help looking at her, she had an otherworldly kind of beauty only right across her face was a long scar that gave her beauty an incredible edge, like she was someone who could fight. Rather than marring her beauty it just changed it from delicate to razor sharp. He cleared his throat and said to the bartender, "Hey, what's she drinking?"
The bartender chuckled, and then lean closed and said in a low voice, "Careful that girl's a wild one. Do you see that scar on her face? Some people think she got that in a knife fight. One guy said she got that scar at a biker bar when one of the guys there called her his bitch. She just about killed him and only ended up with that scar. Many men have thought about doing this, but in the end, that scar makes them back off. No one wants to end up like that biker. She drinks straight JD if you are brave enough."
He swallowed and then said to the bartender, "Send her one from me, and put that first one on my tab as well."
The bartender chuckled and then nodded. the bartender walked over to the girl and refreshed her drink and then pointed down the bar at him. She turned to look he smiled and gave her a head nod raising his own drink. She slowly walked over, her hips swayed, her eyes looked like a vicious animal, the smile on her face slowly left as she walked near. He felt a cold sweat and his heart began to race. He wanted to run away as this vicious animal like woman closed the distance and said in a silky smooth voice, "Hi, my name is Gina. Thanks for the drink."
He swallowed afraid that the first wrong move would trigger the vicious side of her, he stammered out, "Hi, I'm Randy."
She looked him up and down and then giggled, moving closer he could smell an incredible scent coming from her, like fruit. It made you want to devour her. She lightly brushed over his pants and asked, "Are you, randy? I am free, would you like to come over to my place?"
He didn't know why he asked, but he couldn't stop himself, "How did you get that scar?"
"I blacked out drinking in here once, woke up in the hospital. No idea how I got," Gina frowned, "My brother is the bartender here, he keeps making up stories about it to ruin my sex life." she shook her head and then flipped off her brother.