User:Nextoy/Farside Pub/Ms. Encounter

''Of all the stupid things in life, sometimes you only have to look down to see one of the least intelligent things that have ever been created. That's right men, your own penis is what might eventually just kill you. And ladies: don't think you're off the hook either, we both know you want sex just as much as men do.''

''Now don't give me that look, I'm not going to go into some of the more graphic details about anything. This isn't something for you to jack off to, this is a story of my own personal experience.''

''Of course, every story like this has a pretty obvious opening. I met this beautiful lady, and we would of hit it off after I got done being as socially awkward as ever. And she was just amazing. Black hair - reflective, green eyes - and both a slender and curvy body. Not a disgusting 120lb twig either, but I mean this girl had the hourglass perfection you'd only hear about back in the 60-80s.''

''Now that being said, the Farside Pub has been known to have some pretty weird customers. I mean, me and my buddy Alex only went there cause we heard that it had cheap beer and twenty-four hour service. Either way, I remember that night a bit too well.''

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"Hey, check her out!" Alex ordered, pointing at some chick in the bar. I turned around and looked in the direction of his finger.

"Woah... who knew that someone like her would be here?" I asked, focusing on her without really seeing my friend down the rest of his beer before getting up.

"Dude, lets go!" Alex told me, grabbing my arm.

"Wait, what?" I asked him, getting up so he didn't wrench my arm.

"Well? Don't you want to find out?" Alex asked in return, grinning. "Come on!"

Well we walked over to her, though it was clear now that she was probably aware of us the entire time. Obviously Alex was the first to approach her since I was always a socially awkward bug.

"Hey there babe, what's a fine piece like you doing in some run down bar like this?" Alex asked, grinning as he very clearly gazed up and down her curved form. The black, dress and long gloves complimented her in numerous ways.

"Just waiting for someone." She answered, her voice both meek and smooth, without looking up from her drink.

"Well there's no reason for someone like you to be all alone here, now is there?" He asked, sliding himself down into the seat across from her. She shyly waved her head to the side, letting the black long bangs to cover her face from him.

"I suppose not... why doesn't your friend have a seat with us then?" She asked, obviously talking about me.

"Yeah dude, come and sit down!" Alex told me, moving over in the U-shaped seat around the table so that he was closer to both her and the center. I awkwardly nodded and sat down, not really sure what to think of the situation.

"Hmm... don't talk much, do you?" She asked, moving some of her hair to gaze at me. The look in her eye was enticing to say the least. I felt an odd sense of desire from looking at her, but I'm normally not someone to go for strangers like that. "...I guess not." She added on impatiently, looking away.

"Yeah, don't mind him. He's always shy around girls." Alex explained, thankfully covering for me.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She apologized, looking back at me. "You seemed a little disinterested, that's all."

"Oh no ma'am, I just don't know what to say..." I awkwardly respond, showing off how old fashion I can be. At which point she pulls a pocket watch out of her purse and checks the time before smiling.

"Hey, I've got some time before my friends get here. Why don't we have a drink and maybe get your friend here more accustomed to women?" She asked Alex, who grinned like an idiot and nodded.

"Sounds like a plan." He told her, his voice smoother than normal. His face wasn't the same as before; now it was like a fly near a light. But honestly, I couldn't blame him. There was just something about this girl that felt so... special.

Well he got up to go get the drinks, leaving me alone with her. She smiled to me, both of us unsure what to say.

"Hey, I'm Catherine." She introduced, holding her hand out.

"Oh, Jacob." I tell her, shaking her soft hand. It was weird though, there was a slight tingle when I did that felt both exciting at teasing at once. Something was definitely weird about her, but I couldn't really tell what.

"Jacob, huh? Its nice to meet you." Catherine told me.

"You too..." I awkwardly parrot back. Thankfully Alex has perfect timing.

"Here we go, a beer for us and something frilly for you." He told us, placing the drinks down. Now "frilly" wasn't a word I'd heard him use before, and we've been friends since high school. I had to get away from this chick, somehow.

"Hey guys, I gotta use the restroom. I'll be right back." I told them, getting out of the seat and walking away. I began to think about her, and the war between an instinctive desire and my own common senses.

I thought about how there was something very wrong here. Me and Alex go to some bar out on the highway, get a cheap beer each, and then fall for this crazy lady like we were drugged to hell? No, that can't be right. Not at all.

Well I zipped my pants back up and headed out of the bathroom stall only to see them getting their things together.

"Hey, what's going on...?" I asked, looking at them.

"Well I got a text from my friends. We're meeting somewhere else and Alex here decided to join us." Catherine explained, with Alex looking over to me.

"You wanna tag along too, bud?" He asked, with this weird grin on his face.

"No thanks, I'll just stay here and make sure nobody takes the car, alright?" I told them.

"Oh, but you'll be  missing out ." Catherine told me, with the last two words coming out with some kind of seductive echo to them. I could feel myself be drawn to her, but I wasn't nearly drunk enough to give in that easily.

"No, its fine. I'd hate to wake up tomorrow and find that we can't get back home." I told her, with Alex shrugging.

"Lets just go. I told you he'd wimp out." He explained, with Catherine getting a saddened look.

"Alright, well if you change your mind then just text your friend here alright?" She told me, with them walking out together. With their arms locked in some kind of weird, affectionate grasp.

Well Alex never came back, so I slept in the care. When I went into the pub next morning it had turned out that he was reported to have died in some farm house a mile away from where we split up.

Catherine was the one that reported it. And when she did, her eyes had a strange glow to them that I just... I couldn't believe what I saw... she seemed so happy for him, despite that he'd died sleeping next to her.

"Well, I was wondering if the poor sap was really that dumb." The bartender remarked in a rather thick southern accent.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well simple, that lady was a succubus after all. Only reason she comes here is to pick off guys like him." He explained. "Course now that she knows you, ye'd best skedaddle."

Of course I did just that. I got back into the care and drove far away from there, with no intentions of returning. And thankfully, in the year that's passed, she has never seemed to give a passing interest in finding me.