The night was intertwind with the smell of sea salt and damp humidity, suffering heat during the day but was a mild humid coolness at night. Spring at the gulf of Floida was anything but ordinary as the people traveled in from various states to spend their spring breaks here befire returning back to work or to school. The night life in Floida was cinstantly buzzing as most strip clubs, bars, and dance clubs were filled to the max. The liquor flowed as well as the cash, it was a busy time in Floida with the tourist but it wasn't limited to just them.<br/><br/>Wasking down the side walk that ran parella to the beach was a couple, with friends in tow, giggles from the female as the men roughed house with one another. The woman was of average height, five foot seven, but the black high heels added anither two inches to her height. The wind kicked up from the sea brushing aside the flaming red locks of hair as they neared to the up coming bar. As it was so often she knew to have her id in hand, though she was twenty eight years old her appearance alone couldn't detail that age as she apoeared younger then what she was. After making it through the check point of the door the music with was upbeat and puksing with life.<br/><br/>"Hows about a drink?"<br/><br/>The man at her side, her husband asked, it was always like this he would go to get drinks but wouldn't return til a hour afterwards. The woman shook her head as he started to move through the crowd with his friends following suit behind him. Was there really any point in going out anymore when she alwats ended up alone anyways? Maybe it was the way she dressed, not appealing enough for her husband. Though what wasn't there to like? She had long shapely legs that came out from under a short mini skirt, her stomach was flat clearly tone for what little of the mid-drift that was seen. Her breast were lushiously full and rounded framed by the low scoop of her white shirt. What wasn't there to like about her?<br/><br/>In any case she did as what was normal for her, she went and spoke to the few people she had met here enjoying the conversation before they decided to part ways by this point she fiund herself sitting alone at a table enjoying the band as they played. Once in a while a guy would come up to her, looking to get a easy lay at whuch point she would show her ring and let them know she was married. Sometimes she had to be a little more forcefully to get the point across befire they would leave.<br/><br/>But this night was the same as any other, husband disappeared for hours at a time and she was left in waiting... ever eventful.