Her eyes scanned the crowd, in an instant able to ascertain who was worth her effort and who was a waste of time.  Two low life cargo haulers were eying her hungrily, one rubbing his sweaty hands together in anticipation while the other reached in his pockets to fumble for some cash so that he could buy her first.  She yawned in boredom crossing her arms over the ample breasts barely hidden by the leather bra she wore.<br/><br/>As she sashayed through the bar, she lost count of the caresses an gropes given to her by any man within reach.  Her breasts were usually the target, dirty sweaty hands reaching up to give her nipple a pinch, or squeeze the soft flesh to garner a reaction from her.  A few brave souls would reach out and try to slip their hands between her legs eager to get a sample of what they might get.  A quick snarl and flash of fang would usually put them back in their place, but not always.  Everyone knew that she was a vampire, but there were the odd few that didn't pay that much mind, thinking that because she was a woman and them a man she could be easily subdued.<br/><br/>Ignoring all of the eager men hungry for a taste of her, she sashayed up to the bar to have a drink.  There weren't any there that night that Vasha felt were worth her time.  Her drink ordered she was about to take an drink when a would be patron grabbed her by the arm and whirled her around to face him.  His breath stunk of cheap booze and he was badly in need of a bath.  Greasy hands fondled her breasts, pinching her nipples cruelly while he pressed his hard cock against her.  "Whatsa matter sweetness?  Too good for the likes of us?"  He dug into his pocked and took out some money and tossed it at her.<br/><br/>Vasha snarled at him and tried to push him away.  The money he'd thrown clattered onto the floor rolling this way and that.  Some of it being scooped up by other whores hoping it wouldn't be noticed.  "You're not worth my time!"  She spat at him.<br/><br/>"My money's just as good as any one's."  He snapped as he gripped her chin forcing her to look at him.  "How about giving us a kiss love?"  His mouth descended towards her lips but didn't make it too close before he croaked in pain.<br/><br/>Vasha had reached between them and now had hold of his cock and was squeezing none to gently.  "It's not your money I'm worried about."  Her voice was a soft growl.  "You aren't worth my time because you won't be able to please me."<br/><br/>"Oh yeah?"  He growled grabbing her by the shoulders and throwing her down onto the bar.  "Well see if you still say that when I make you scream for me."  One hand held her by the throat while the other reached for the zipper on the leather hot pants she always wore, preparing to have her right there on the bar in front of everyone.