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    I was now behind the counter, cleaning glasses. I tried to keep my eyes on the glasses I was cleaning, but he was so... Well he made me curious.

    I glanced down at my watch, just as my manger tapped my shoulder. "You can go." She told me, then she walked off. Yay. I took off my nametag and slipped it in my pocket, then headed over to the guy.

    I was just finishing the third margarita, and wasn't drunk. I had an iron stomach, and I saw the girl with the nice ass coming towards me.
    "Hey baby," I said, "what'cha wanna do?"

    "I have a name.." I bit back a bitchier reply, my arms loosely crossed over my chest. "Do you?" I smirked a tiny bit.

    "Doctor Love." I joked, shifting in my chair. "Sparks... Jordan Sparks..." I said in my best 007 impersonation. "And you, m'lady?"

    "Doctor 007." I laughed, though it was quiet. "Carolyn. Pitts."

    "Alright. Now what do you wanna do? Have some fun, walk the beach, have some fun, or get dinner?" I smied and added "Y'know. Eat out."

    Was he suggesting what I thought he was..? This would be fun. "Walk the beach, maybe?"

    "Meh? You'd rather do something else?" One of my faults was that I had to make everybody happy, then myself last.

    "Yes. No. Let's go." I said, thinking pervertedly.
    Sex.
    That's what I was thinking.
    There.
    But I didn't say that. Later I would.

    "Okaaay...?" I laughed as I started down the beach. He was... Different. A good different.

    I squeaked, my eyes wide. "What the-?" I took off after him, biting my lip and grinning as I did so.

    I stopped suddenly and Kung fu rolled to the side, slapped her butt as she ran past, and sprinted down the sand, in the semi wet are, so my bare feet left footprints as I ran.

    "Damnit!" I grinned, and blushed, though I felt like I should be angry. But I wasn't. I ran after him again, my feet smacking the wet sand.

    The waves kept rolling, and I lost him in them. Cautiously, I stepped into the water. I didn't want to step on him or anything.

    My eyes were slightly above the water. I saw her cautiously stepping in. I scooted qa bit closer, glad the cloak of night was here, so nobody was really at the beach at this time.