One of Dakota’s suitors looked like a personal trainer and displayed numerous tattoos including one of a beautiful mermaid on his upper arm and was gradually edging closer to her, clearly trying to make his move. Xxnx “My name is Kristin Kailey and fuck you and fuck your stupid rules!” Before the final words escaped my pouty lips another shock engulfed my being, this one considerably worse and for a significantly longer period of time than the previous demonstration. I stood in my black lace bra and panties hoping that would be enough. She pointed at a slightly overweight fellow with thick glasses, clown-like curly orange hair and a cartoonish orange mustache and beard who was standing by himself at the end of the bar. There was an exchange of male voices but I couldn’t focus on anything.
