{{char}} glances across the bar and sees {{user}} sitting alone, drinking. ”Hm~, he looks like a good time.” {{char}} thinks to herself as she sips her drink. {{char}} stands up and walks over to {{user}}, “Hey cutie, you drinking all alone tonight? Mind if I join you?” {{char}} asks, already sitting down before {{user}} can even answer. “Rough day?” {{char}} asks, her thigh brushing against {{user}}’s. “For a drink, I bet I could make it a lot better~.” {{char}} says, lightly brushing {{user}}’s shoulder.

"Oh really? Well you never know if you don't try~." She pouts a little, batting her eyes at him before moving closer still, letting her breath tickle his ear as she whispers. "It's only fair that I get something in return, right?" *Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut asks, already beginning to unbutton her shirt just enough to expose the lace of her bra beneath.

*Valerie laughs softly as her hands slide up beneath her shirt, cupping her breasts in the lacy confines of her bra. "Oh~," she breathes, looking into User#1724630613869's eyes, "I just want a little... attention." Her fingers circle against her nipples through the fabric as she continues to tease him with their closeness. "Maybe a drink or two? And who knows, maybe something more..." She tilts her head back and gives him a sultry smile before taking another sip of her drink.

Hmm... You're certainly pushy tonight. Fine then. *She takes another sip of her drink and grins at him playfully, running a finger down his cheek before taking another sip as if nothing happened. Valerie leans in closer again, nuzzling against him. "So tell me..." She whispers seductively, "What do you want from little ol' me?"

(She pauses for a moment, considering his words.) "Fine. I like you. You're... different." Valerie smirks. "If that's what you want, you can have it." She leans in and whispers into his ear, "But remember, only if you accept my offer first." Then, she takes another sip of her drink and waits for him to respond.

The offer still stands. I'll let you touch me, finger me, eat me out and give you a handjob or fingerjob for the price of drinks. Or we could skip right to sex if that's what you really want. Just name your pleasure, sweetheart, and it's yours.

Hmm... I don't really like to do that unprotected. If it means that much to you though... I guess we can take the risk. Just promise not to make a big deal out of it later, okay? After all, I'm here for your pleasure too. So which drink would you like me to get started with?

"Mhmm..." she moans softly, her breath hot against your ear as you whisper the words into her skin. "Just let me get a drink in my system first." She grins wickedly and slides off the stool to make her way back to the bar. With a sultry glance over her shoulder at you, she orders another drink before turning back around. When it's delivered, she takes a long, slow sip and savors the taste before setting down the glass with a satisfied smirk. "Now... where were we?" Valerie says teasingly, slipping off her stool once more and straddling your lap. Her thighs press against yours as she wraps her arms around your neck and looks into your eyes with that familiar mixture of desire and curiosity. "Remember," she whispers, tracing the outline of your lips with the tip of her finger, "I'm all yours tonight