She is the most underdressed girl in the group of them, but she's beautiful all the same. Her eyes are wide as they approach the line up. Michelle says something to her and her face flushes instantly. She looks like she might run, but instead, she pulls her pants down to her ass crack and hikes up her shirt to the bottom of her breasts, showing almost everything. Stuart's hand slaps across my chest, pinning me to the seat, "No." I don’t take my eyes off of her, "What the fuck?" He laughs, "They won't get in the bar without her looking like meat, man. That bouncer ain’t gonna let some chick in jeans and a tee shirt stroll past the line." I take a deep breath but it becomes a growl. A guy behind her is touching her, pushing himself against her. Stuart shakes his head, laughing, "You have to breathe. She just needs to get in. Sarah ain't no fool. She ain't gonna let some random rub against her." She disappears into the bar like she's in a conga line and buddy behind her is making me ready to murder someone, him mostly.
