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The wicked reap what they sow. (Kamira & Alisa Perne)

Kamira

Moon
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Apr 19, 2021
Location
uk
Trying to pick up a fun partner is a night club was always a bit of a risky game for Evelyn. Her tastes were not always the kind of thing that everyone enjoyed, and the loud and crowded atmosphere made holding a meaningful conversation about preferences difficult. Even if she did manage to find a more secluded spot to bring up the subject, she had a second problem.

People tended to exaggerate what they wanted, thinking that it was just playful flirting. Eve often found that once she got a person back home she heard things like “Oh, you were serious about that?” or “How about we try that next time?” coming from a persona knowing full well that this was to be a one night stand.

Eve could, and did, enjoy more typical sexual partners as well. The main disappointment came from expectations being let down. She never truly understood why people would promise something, only to later change their minds.

With that in mind, she had of course been reluctant when a likeminded friend suggested they give it one more try. Still, worse case scenario, she figured that she could simply forget about her more niche tastes for an evening and pick up someone without ulterior motives. A quick and easy drunk fuck and a nice cuddle wasn’t exactly a bad way to end a night after all.

Wearing a strapless ribbed blue dress, she and her friend Amy had headed out to a recently opened club. Amy apparently was quite willing to let her normal requirements in a partner slide, and had more or less hooked up with the first decently attractive guy that had offered her a drink. They had left the club together not all that long ago.

Tonight though, it seemed like Eve had better luck than she had been expecting. She had been in the company of a woman for some time now, and while she couldn’t put her finger on it, there was just something about her the appealed. Some spark of deviancy that suggested she might be amenable to a type of fun that was a little more to Eve’s tastes.

There had been flirting, smiling, a little dancing, but so far the pair had yet to really talk to each other. With a smile and a gesture towards the bar, Eve suggested that they head over. Both because she did want a drink, but also because it was just slightly quieter in that direction – further from the speakers.
 
Ally grinned and followed Evelyn to the bar and sat down next to her, the bartender walked over. "What can I get for ya?" He asked.

"Two vodka apple sours please." She said and smiled, never really unlocking her eyes from Evelyn's. "Ally." she said smiling, "My name is Ally." she put a hand on Evelyn's knee as the drinks were sat on the bar, "Keep the tab open for now." Ally said, still not removing her gaze from Evelyn. Suddenly her eyes darted off towards the dance floor, and she stared in its direction for a few moments. This was a clever ploy, the truth was Ally intended to slip a little something into Evelyn's drink, take her home and fuck her stupid will her big black cock, that she had somehow managed to hide very well. She eyed the dance floor, pretending to see something strange, "Hey do you see that guy over there?" she asked, "Look he's practically dancing naked." If Evelyn looked, which she was 100% positive she would, Ally would slip the pill into her drink, then hold her gaze till it dissolved.
 
There was a momentary raised eyebrow from Evelyn as her drink was order for her, without even so much as a hint of a question about what she might like. Eve was habitually in control but now she found herself wondering a little. Would it be so bad to let someone else take the lead for a change?

As for the bar, Eve wasn’t planning to drink so much that she needed a running tab to keep track. What was the point in going home with someone if you woke up the next morning and could barely remember it? Well it was hardly her place to go offering judgement. Still, she certainly planned to watch what she drank, and if it seemed that her companion was a little too liquor-happy, then she would find a way to lure her away from the bar.

“Lovely to finally get a chance to talk to you Ally, I’m Eve” she responded. In turn, she reached down and put a hand on top of Ally’s. Running her fingers along the other woman’s skin under the guise of teasing, she was actually feeling for a wedding ring.

Sure enough, Eve was distracted and looked when the other woman pointed. Her scan of the crowd was, at best, brief and perfunctory. She wasn’t really interested in what some idiot had mistaken for an ideal outfit, not when there was someone in front of her who actually deserved attention. After only a second or two or looking, she turned back.

“Interested in nearly naked men?” She asked conversationally, trying to gauge whether Ally was lesbian, simply experimenting, or somewhere in between. Eve’s hobbies often relied on her asking people personal questions, and she knew that some people struggled to answer honestly while being looked in the eye. Instead, she flicked her gaze momentarily down to her drink, and…

“You devious little bitch”.

Eve hoped she didn’t let her thought show on her face, and snapped her eyes back up,. Hopefully without the glance down having been noticed. Why was Ally trying to spike her drink? Eve needed time to think, partly because the same voice in her mind that had told her to let Ally take charge was now telling her to drink it anyway, and let her really take charge. Of course, there was also the chance that Ally was just trying to rob her.
 
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