The Half-minute Pick-up: an extract

Jess looked around. Could she really pick someone up in half a minute? And just how far did she have to go for it to count as a pick-up?Most of the guys here were kids. Nineteen, twenty, out with their mates. They may be out on the pull, but it was the girls at the bar they would have their sights on, not Jess.She couldn't do it. Not in half a minute, not in half an hour.Plucking up her courage, she stood, and looked around again.There was a group of guys at the bar. Or the girl in the mini-skirt. Maybe she should pick up where Jenny had left off, see just how far the girl would be willing to go.She headed for the bar, was just about to say something to mini-skirt girl – close up, she was actually quite cute, with big, full lips and glossy black hair. Then one of the guys – tall, close-shaven blond hair, a white t-shirt clinging to his athletic body – turned and caught her eye. He had a dazzling smile, and he was so her type, and then one of his mates poked him in the ribs for some reason and he stumbled back into Jess's path.She braced herself for the impact that never came."I... erm... Sorry," he said, glaring back at his friend, and then turning those sharp blue eyes to look at Jess again. "I...""It's okay," she said. "It's fine. I wanted to talk to you anyway. I had something to ask you."Now puzzled, he said, "What? What's up?"She beckoned him and his face came close to hers. He smelled of spices, a citrus fragrance she recognised as Hermes, one of her favourites. So close, she could have kissed his ear, she said, "It's okay. I just wanted to say that I want to fuck you. Now. So what do you reckon?"(continues)

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