I told you I was going to use you guys like I would a real live man. If you were The Neighbor a month ago this is what you’d have gotten: me, alone in a swanky hotel bar. Would you approach me??
My money is on me sitting here getting drunk alone.
I have another sext for you.
my money is on me buying you a drink
Come on then!
what you havin’?
Prosecco. The ridiculously cute, gay bartender said it’s the best happy hour deal; it’s regularly $11/glass, but I’m getting it for $5.
yeah, my money is you not being thirsty or sitting alone. no way.
You’re gonna lose that money. Men never approach me in real life. I swear it.
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Thanks, Scot :)
Boy I beg to differ. And if I’m wrong we need to talk
Mike
You were wrong.
then we need to talk. I can help
I’m the same way Hy…I could get all dolled up (as I have for many years now) and go out alone and guys NEVER approach me to buy me a drink or even to say hi. But…again…I go to have fun so I try not to let it bother me. But I’d buy you a drink and get ur number and be ur new best gal pal and then we could go out together and raise hell (yes, that’s happened before). *wink*. Have fun either way sexy!
Thanks, Deviant! Noodle goes out and meets men, Bi meets women. Me? I meet drink glasses and bartenders. Lol. The night is young still, but I’m not holding my breath :) Wish you were here!! xx Hy
Hold your breath .. it makes your boobs bigger
Har Har. Two hours in, moved to a second bar: STILL NOTHING.
Me too sugar! Have one for me :)
We really are so much alike…except I have no boobs! :(
Bisous,
Dawn
Boobs aren’t everything :)
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Thanks, Deviant!
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I’d approach you, certainly. I feel like your radiance must sparkle out from you. And I love seeing someone with good taste in wine to boot. ;]
Have a glass for me.
xoxo
Fatal
I will, Fatal, my sweet.
Definitely approach you, also, show you the picture of the bottle of Prosecco chilling in the fridge right now…
got so excited typing the message, I forget the “f” in my email address. LOL
Well, David, virtually you’re a mover and a shaker, but I gotta say your real life brethren are a sore disappointment so far :)
come on guys, don’t let us down…beautiful lady, chilling with a glass of Prosecco, looking for some conversation. What more can you ask for…to start that is! ;-)
Nope. Still bothin’.
If I walk over and say something funny do I win the game? Because that and trying to act cool are the only things I got (I’m not cool, I just play it on tv).
It’d work. So far, 2+ hours in and only bartenders have given me the time of day. :)
those guys are just lazy. or intimidated. Beautiful women make men wobbly in the knees.
ok … stay right there … don’t move … I’m gettin’ on a plane
Hi there –
Is there a guy sitting alone that you like? I would guess not because I think you would have gone over and said hello. Maybe you’re spelunking him now… haha I know you’re not.
Nope, there was no one and I wasn’t spelunking at 7:30 :)
What hope is there for the rest of us? Check your shoe for trailing toilet paper. Lord, this is going to sink me into a depression. If there is no men fluttering around you, then there is no hope, completely no hope for me. I’m a pudgy little girl with a big smile and sparkly eyes, that’s it. You are Marilyn Monroe. Are you in a gay club? Couples only? Darn it, this is screwing with my sense of reality. You are gorgeous and the coolest catch anyone there could imagine. Please report back that you accidentally entered a alternate reality. That would make more sense to me.
*Bewildered hugs and kisses*
Yeah, that’s me.
Nope. Left only making friends with the bartenders then fooled around with TN (of course). And argued with him for a good hour, but whatever, I’m over it. Sorry to burst your bubble! xx Hy
Noooooo!! You have GOT to quit this kid!!!
My only excuse is I was drunk. Believe me, had I had my wits about me nothing would’ve happened! sigh
That is just plain messed up!
Heh.
Sounds like you have a virtual harem of fellas around you. Any room for one more? What will you have now?
Always room for more! The harem is virtual, though I did play Yahtzee with some dudes last night at the bar.
I’m in
I’m not so sure I’d approach a stunningly beautiful lady at a bar either. In a store, or in a park…maybe, but the fear of being turned down…..by such beauty….too much to bear
I love how you all just assume I’m beautiful. I don’t know that I am, classically speaking. That’s really all in the eye of the beholder. But what I do have, certainly, is oodles of sex appeal. I know that much for sure.
really? oodles of s-a? I had no idea!
your pictures, though wisely chosen, show your sex appeal. Besides, its your mind that is so sexy and once that sexual organ is tripped, nothing short of satisfaction would stop me from pleasuring you. You are beautiful Hy!
:)
I like oodles of sex appeal….or is that noodles and sex appeal? Who knows…I do know one thing though…I’d love to sample your noodles.
I feel a little dirty and used.
Oh, my mistake, that’s how my cock feels when you send me your photos.
I would so go over and say hi, hate seeing lonely girls at the bar, it just not right… :D
I would love the company!