<strong>Kat<br/>In bar<br/>Creating a show of her own</strong><br/>Mister Angry's eyes were now following the trail of liquid down Kat's cleavage with a wolfish grin on his face. She handed her drink to the other one and curled her small frame closer to Mister Angry, ready to act if needs be as she moved him away.<br/>"Oh! Boys Let's play nice." she cooed again, feeling Mister Angry visibly relax and focus on her. She had been strategically moving him towards the the exit, not that he was complaining...<br/>The couple of invectives he threw over his shoulder at the other guy didn't count. Although "making his ass like the British flag" was probably a phrase to be remembered. Still, he let himself being manoeuvred towards the exit. The bouncer simply stared at her as they passed him, and the other guy waved them good-bye.<br/>Outside, the cool nice breeze had the opposite effect on the guy. He tried to slip a hand to follow the trail the liquid had left, anyway.<br/>"If you're security... I'm all for this new style", he whispered in her ear while trying to push her towards some parked cars. "And if you aren't... I still like your style, you know! Hey", he added, as if only now remembering it, "what's your name?"<br/>Then, of course, he intensified his efforts to get in the shade and grab her tits. Obviously, not knowing her name was a mere detail!