It’s Saturday night after a long week at work, time to kick back and have some fun with my friends. There’s a new bar we heard about and want to give a try - great music, reasonable prices, nice ambiance, plenty of boytoys to pass an evening with (or more if they’re lucky) – just what the doctor ordered.
As I walk in, I notice every eye in the place checking us out. Checking me out. I’m not very surprised. I know I look damn fine. I work hard on my body at the gym and competing in 5Ks and I enjoy showing off the results. I’m used to being stared at by both guys who want me and girls who can’t hide their jealousy, especially the kittens who hate that they can’t compete with a cougar like me.
Like the pale pasty-skinned young brunette bubble gum Barbie with the toothpick legs who hasn’t stopped staring at me since I walked in.
“So many kittens here, school must be in recess!” I say to my friends and they laugh. The brunette actually has the nerve to shhhh me. I glare at her, not impressed. She’s a little taller than me and the heels make her look like a walking swizzle stick.
“Tell me you didn’t just shush me, little girl. Because if you did you just made the biggest mistake of your life.” I step closer and look right into her eyes, not backing down from this junior league slut in training. “Go back to your soda pop and your kitten friend if you don’t want a lesson in manners.” …..
