Jul 17, 2014
The smoke that the fog machine was be pumped into the club seemed to wrap around her body as she made her way up to the bar. She smiled at the older boys as she passed them on her trip to the other side of the club. Sure she was only nineteen, but with the way her hips were moving in her tight leather pants and the way her breast filled out her shirt she could pass for twenty one and she did. She placed her manicured hand on top of the bar and her other hand on her hip as she waited for the bartender to wait on her, which shouldn't be long.