Typical Girls Holiday

Typical girl's holiday, she thought, as the barman smiled and poured the three girls a shot of Malibu each. Jessica shot her dirtiest look at the backs of their heads. /They don't even know what they're doing./ Guys don't fuck girls that giggle.

Not everyone had the 'wisdom' in the field of men as Jessica. She had a tendency to have short flings, or mini-breaks as her friends called them, and Jessica had spied her next victim. After the Shaun episode she was never going to trust a guy or let him close enough to hurt her like he did. But sex, sex was a hobby, something she simply craved to pass the time.

Her scowl, however, quickly switched to a smile as the bartender cast her a glance. Rising to her feet she approached the bar, hoping to hell that he would be her sever. Sure enough, within milliseconds he was stood opposite her, smiling and asking for her order. 'Sex on the beach?' She said in her soft californian accent, raising her tone as if to infer it as a question rather than a statement. If only he knew how serious her offer was.. He simply laughed and turned his back to her, expertly grabbing the three drinks needed. Tossing her hair behind her shoulder she took a second to smile to herself, checking out his ass as he turned away. He returned within seconds and mixed the drink to her exact standards. Not too much liqueur But enough to give it the kick it needs. 'Ice?' He asked as she noticed a bead of sweat flutter down his chest. Sighing, she nodded her head, unable to shake the images of other ways to make him sweat from her mind. Later, she reminded herself, he didn't look like the kind of guy who took much effort to get into bed... Or wherever else she decided she wanted to fuck him.

He placed the drink down in front of her and added a straw and a mini umbrella before putting his hand out and introducing himself. 'Jason. And you are?...' 'Jessica. But you can call me Jess.' She replied, her voice as soft as the silk of her dress. 'Jess. Pretty name for a pretty woman.'