After a moment she saw David sitting at a table, alone. She pretended not to see him, but she brushed against him as she made her way to the bar and the stool that promised to give David the best view in the house. She ordered a drink and smoothed her dress and posed her legs in a provocative pose. Angela knew how to get a man’s attention. Angela’s eyes adjusted to the darkness, and through the smoke she noticed three men sitting at a table next to David’s. One of the men was staring at Angela’s legs. She swiveled her stool around and made eye contact with the stranger. She uncrossed her legs slowly, then spread them just enough for the man to see her naked, wet crotch before crossing the left leg over her right. Angela smiled at the man, and then licked her lips seductively, her tongue gliding over her top teeth and lip. She uncrossed her legs again, but this time she left them uncrossed. She glanced toward the back of the club, toward the restrooms, giving her admirer a signal that she would meet him there. She got off the barstool, and made her way to the ladies room. Nobody noticed David as he left the bar. Angela wasn’t surprised to find the stranger waiting for her outside the women’s bathroom. She walked toward him, turned her backside to him, and pushed her ass against his crotch. “Not here,”
