Emily Addison, a stunning brunette with captivating eyes, sat on the barstool, her long legs crossed, and her ample cleavage on full display in her tight red dress. She glanced at the bartender, who was clearly taken by her beauty. He approached her, wiping his hands on a towel.
"What can I get for you tonight, Emily?" he asked, his voice deep and husky.
"I was hoping you could suggest something," she replied, batting her eyelashes. "I'm in the mood for something strong and potent."
The bartender grinned, knowing exactly what she meant. He reached under the counter and pulled out a bottle of high-end tequila. "How about a shot of this?" he asked, pouring a generous amount into a glass.
Emily nodded eagerly as she had heard great things about the drink. He handed her the glass and she took a sip, reveling in the smooth taste.
