It was a typical night at the Jazz Bar. The joint was dark and smoky, and the music was just the right mix of sad and sexy. The perfect spot for a broken heart.
I was nursing my third whiskey of the night, trying to drown my sorrows in alcohol. I'd been dumped by my girlfriend of two years, and I was feeling lower than I ever had before. I didn't want to be here, but I didn't have anywhere else to go.
Suddenly, the door to the bar opened and a woman walked in. She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. She had long, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. She was wearing a red dress that hugged her curves in all the right ways.
I felt myself getting attracted to her, despite my better judgment. I knew that she was trouble. I could feel it in the way she carried herself. She was a femme fatale, and I was her latest mark.
I tried to resist, but I couldn't. I bought her a drink and we started talking. She told me her name was Marilyn. We talked for hours, and I found myself telling her everything. My whole life story. She was a good listener, and I felt like I could trust her.
Eventually, I invited her back to my place. I knew I was making a mistake, but I couldn't help myself. I was under her spell.
We went back to my place and I made love to her. She was an amazing lover, and I was completely lost in her. After we made love, she curled up next to me and told me she loved me. I believed her.
I woke up the next morning to find her gone. She'd taken all my money and my credit cards. I was devastated. She'd played me for a fool and I'd fallen for it hook, line, and sinker.
I never saw her again, but I think about her all the time. She was the perfect example of a femme fatale. She took everything from me, and I'll never forgive her for it.
Animation and Story by KUSH Music: NiftySax
Dr. Kush's Jazz Club #001
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It was a typical night at the Jazz Bar. The joint was dark and smoky, and the music was just the right mix of sad and sexy. The perfect spot for a broken heart.
I was nursing my third whiskey of the night, trying to drown my sorrows in alcohol. I'd been dumped by my girlfriend of two years, and I was feeling lower than I ever had before. I didn't want to be here, but I didn't have anywhere else to go.
Suddenly, the door to the bar opened and a woman walked in. She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. She had long, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. She was wearing a red dress that hugged her curves in all the right ways.
I felt myself getting attracted to her, despite my better judgment. I knew that she was trouble. I could feel it in the way she carried herself. She was a femme fatale, and I was her latest mark.
I tried to resist, but I couldn't. I bought her a drink and we started talking. She told me her name was Marilyn. We talked for hours, and I found myself telling her everything. My whole life story. She was a good listener, and I felt like I could trust her.
Eventually, I invited her back to my place. I knew I was making a mistake, but I couldn't help myself. I was under her spell.
We went back to my place and I made love to her. She was an amazing lover, and I was completely lost in her. After we made love, she curled up next to me and told me she loved me. I believed her.
I woke up the next morning to find her gone. She'd taken all my money and my credit cards. I was devastated. She'd played me for a fool and I'd fallen for it hook, line, and sinker.
I never saw her again, but I think about her all the time. She was the perfect example of a femme fatale. She took everything from me, and I'll never forgive her for it.
Animation and Story by KUSH Music: NiftySax