Ashley and Antoinette
Jim hated going to bars in this part of the city, but if he wanted to get laid then there was no better place. He tried a place called Lucky Jay’s but the pickings were pretty slim. He spent a couple hours bouncing from one bar to the next without finding a chick who was that sweet spot of drunk, cute, but not too cute to attract all the other guys out looking for fuck meat. He’d given up hope when he pulled out his phone and was about to call a ride home. “Oh my fucking god is that Jim?!?!” Jim turned around to see Antoinette. She was on the short side and was carrying just a little too much extra weight but was still somebody he’d always considered fuckable. She had this habit …