A woman being watched at a bar

Sam felt strange, blushing slightly she took a gulp of her wine, the punch stinging her lungs and waking her up from her dazed state. Someone was watching her, the stare was pinching at her skin, smothering her until she felt sticky. She surveyed the bar, the afternoon crowd had been replaced with a younger…

Riding his white stallion through the haze

Booming music through worn out speakers Pulsating air pinching my skin, Sweat dampening my hands Patience wearing thin. I feel watched Leery smiles catching my gaze, Eyes zoomed onto my form Prey caught in the clubs haze. “Alright love,” they ask Laughing with glee, Friends elbowing each other I must escape, I must flee. Is…

The expectations of a girl in a club

The man comes up to me. His spirited eyes hold nothing of pain, frustration or anger. His hands too smooth to have worked more than a day, no lines of stress puncturing his face…No this was a boy, not a man. Hair matted down by the intoxicating heat of the club, or perhaps his mismatch…