Vulture is a Patient bird
Killing Me Softly by Fetch© Alisha 32 years young a female born to kill the looks the style the grace the way she spoke just went on to show that she’s a stinking rich bitch born brought up and educated in Mumbai. She works as a Sr. Manager in the non voice side of a MNC BPO and had come down to Chennai on a specific assignment in a complicated project that none knew how long it would take to get completed. Any guy who gets a normal erection would die for her not to mentions her peers’ boss work place or where ever she was seen around, every son of bitch would love to get her laid. But it was no joke to get her laid she had a successful career and person who never left any stone unturned. Clients coming down from California were astonished at her way of getting things done. She was not a woman who lives next door. Alisha pulled up her sonata gold in the portico and gave way for the valet parking driver to do the rest. Walked straight into the door thru which she must have passed a hundred times & she knew the place like the back of her palm. An hour later the music was beaming out of the speakers, the light shows were incredible, and most of all, the booze was extraordinary. This is what exactly happening at the PASHA club into to which Alisha entered an hour back, the one and only seven star hotel at the heart of Chennai city in a very close proximate to the land mark of Chennai “the fly over” Alisha went over to the bar and ordered another drink, hoping she’d get it quickly, so she could go flirt some more, on the dance floor. She knew that she was the centre of attention, that night. While most guys probably didn’t want anything better than fuck her as soon as they could, the girls fought the urge to strangle this hot chick that pulled all the attention towards her. Dressed in some blue low hip jeans, and a black loose casual T-shirt which was hardly enough to cover her mounds neither did it do a good job hiding her panty line between the jean and the tops itself. She bent over the counter on the bay of the dance floor, hoping to catch a glimpse from one of the bartenders, while she involuntarily showed off her cleavage to whoever was at the other side of the counter. All of a sudden, an astonishing devil like girl grinned at her, as she snapped her fingers in front of Alisha’s face. “Can I do get something for you?” She smiled, as Alisha finally noticed her. “Oh, – yeah. I would like to have A ‘Screaming Orgasm’, if you have that.” A strong cocktail that stuck and followed her back from California recently. “One screaming orgasm” The cute female bartender grinned. Barely a few moments later, Alisha found a good substitute of her order yet another delicious cocktail in front of her which was purely Indian. She pulled out her money out of her purse, and looked into the eyes of the girl in front of her. “How much do I owe you?” “This one’s from the house.” The girl winked. Fringe benefits of being a regular customer to the pasha. Intrigued by the kindness of this –sexy- person, Alisha stood still for a moment. She cast a peek at the girls’ face, as she served another customer already. The same polite smile. She shrugged, and looked again at the mass on the dance floor, who were eagerly grinding against each other, hoping they’d end up somewhere getting laid. For some reason, Alisha didn’t find herself pretty interested anymore in the people on the dance floor, who were trying to impress whoever was watching them. She took a large sip from the drink, and turned back to the counter. She could as well go have some fun with this bartender chick. She was bisexual, and the other girl was quite into women as well. She waved and motioned the girl to come closer. The female bartender grinned and leant over the counter, as Alisha brought her lips as close as she could to the beauty’s ear. “When does your shift end?” She half-yelled, trying to overcome the noise. “In about 5 minutes. Why?” “I was thinking to go some place else, maybe you want to go too?” “Sure. Who’s coming?” “I was more thinking in just you and me.” The bartender pulled away and gave Alisha a frowning look, and for one terrible moment, – for the first time ever. Fortunately, the bartender grinned immediately, and nodded. “Meet me in 10 minutes.” At the rear side road which was Kodambakkam High Road. Scribbled her sonata number is a piece of paper & without another word, she turned around and walked to another bartender a male this time, probably explaining him the situation. Alisha saw the guy smiling and then nodding, as her prey for tonight disappeared through the employee’ door. The hot female bartender gulped her compliment drink, and quickly went to the women’s bath room, making sure she looked okay. One peek from her sexy black eyes into the mirror, confirmed her thoughts. She looked stunning. Her black hair was stylish and jet-straight until her ears, where it lightly spiked into every possible direction. Her make-up was still perfect, just as the rest. She quickly popped a chewing gum into her mouth, and left the bath room. A dragging wait when Alisha started to grow very impatient, the sonata door got swung open, and girl appeared, looking even better than before in the bar. Her black curls cascaded to her shoulders, and she had added some make-up, clearly, causing those black sexy eyes to sparkle even more. Alisha scanned the girls’ body properly for the first time now. She was nicely curved, and her ass was absolutely marvelous. She was still half-drooling as the girl got in and kissed her cheek lightly. “Hi gorgeous.” Another grin from cute bartender girl. Alisha smiled, and managed to reply the girl. “Hey, erm… I’m Alisha, but you can call me Ali, if you want to.” “Sure, I’m Julie., by the way.” “Nice to meet you.