There were a lot of things that Maureen missed about New York. She missed clubs, and she missed street corner musicians, and she missed her shitty apartment, and she missed being able to put on something tight and go out and pick up a hot guy or a hot girl and take them home. She missed a city of millions of people
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Thinking of that made him cringe inwardly. He liked Lisa, alot, but...
Talking to a gorgeous brunette seemed about the order of the day. "I've been told all my lines are corny, so I'll try Hi, I'm Tony."
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She slid a hand down, closing it over the one he had on her hip, and squeezed. "I'm telling you this because here you walk in, this seemingly nice guy, really cute, and maybe you just want to get to know me but all I really want right now is to jump your bones. Is that wrong?"
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"Normally I'd at least offer to buy you a drink, but the island does seem to be lacking in proper bars." Warning bells went of fin his head and he ignored them. In fact he removed the batteries and smashed the alarm for good measure.
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"I'm Maureen Johnson," she said again. "I'm from New York City, but I grew up in the middle of nowhere. I'm a singer and an actress. I'm Jewish. My favorite drink is a vodka tonic, my favorite color is purple, and I'm bisexual. Does that cover my end of the small talk?"
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Wasn't the last guy that she'd randomly picked up in here some sort of investigator or cop or something? Right... Greg. Funny she hadn't seen him around.
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She slid her hand around and brushed purposely against his groin.
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