A great night out.

"Hey stud...let's say we get to know each other better?"

"Well I'd say that's a great idea!" Wow, thought Harper, this gal was absolutely gorgeous. Much better looking than the girl he'd tried to pick up earlier, subsequently that's where he had received the red mark on the side of his face. And this girl was actually coming on to him!

The red headed girl led Harper by the hand to a booth right in the corner of club. She sat him down first then sat in his lap, putting her arms round his neck. Putting her head very close to his ear she whispered to him,

"So what's your name then? I can't call you stud forever can I now?"

"Well I wouldn't mind that," he chuckled to himself, "My name's Harper. Seamus Zelazny Harper to be exact."

The red-head looked like she was going to laugh but thought it better not to. "Nice to meet you Seamus. I'm Lorethel Passion, but you can call me Lor, all my 'close' friends call me Lor." She leant back to see if her innuendo had the desired effect. Apparently it had. Harper looked slightly flushed and considerably more horny.

"Lets go somewhere quieter so we can 'talk'. You got anywhere we can go?" Lor stood up and brushed down her skirt. She looked from her skirt and stared into Harper's eyes with amazing intensity.

"Yeah, uh, yeah. We can go to my room here in the port. Follow me, I'll lead you to the best night you've ever had!"

And with that Harper dragged the girl out of the bar and down the street towards his hotel room.