This is where the party is! (Jessie + Russian)

[Russian Vodka]

Alexander sighed, he had been on the lookout in the bar for fresh meat for a couple of months now. It had been hard to persuade the girls to going home with him for the surprise but he was feeling lucky that night. Sipping on a drink, he watched the entrance to the almost black bar as he was hoping for some young and stupid girl. It would be fun if he could find a virgin like he had last time and take her.

He was tall, mid twenties with an aura of security around him as he had been in the business of stalking and capturing innocent girls for a few years now. He had a talent for seducing them and the gangrape they'd seen was normal to him as he was working for the fifth year now. He was a broad, attractive person with short brown hair and a gentle look in his face and posture.

Seeing lots of jailbait entering the room, he tried to stray from them, knowing he wasn't allowed to break the law as he was hoping one of them would actually be old enough anyhow so he could enjoy his evening for once.

 

[Jessie]

Kelly was seventeen, blonde and more than a little drunk. She staggered into the bar on heels that had seemed to get higher and higher over the course of the night, and nearly fell again as her eyes, accustomed to the neon and streetlights outside, had not acclimatized to the darkness inside.
She staggered down the rest of the stairs, calling after her friends. There was no answer.
Deciding that they hadn't come in here at all, that she had lost them in the crowd of similarly dressed college students, she turned to leave again. But her shoes were really starting to hurt her feet, so she tottered over to the bar and sat down on an unoccupied stool.
She slipped one of her shoes off and bent forwards to rub at her ankles and perfectly formed little toes. She swayed back and forth, seemingly always on the verge of losing her balance.

 

[Russian Vodka]

Alexander noticed the girl entering, seeing her head away from the other group of students he grinned. She took a seat in the chair next to his and seemed to have trouble holding her balance as he slid down from his chair, moving to her and making sure she wouldn't slip down as he moved up behind her, letting her feel him behind her. "Are you okay miss?" He asked her, holding her in his arms, his tone showing that he was safe and didn't want to harm her as well as his friendly approach. But she was drunk so it would probably be easy for him.