Sugar Daddy. Part 1

Natasha sat down on the barstool and started watching the couples glide across the dance floor. Her body begins to sway to the beat of the music as she remembers a romantic moment from her past. One where she was locked in an embrace with the man whom she thought loved her. They were waltzing around the room. She closed her eyes and laid her head lovingly against his shoulder as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

A tear formed in the corners of her eyes as she remembered what happened about a month after that. She had come home early from work and caught him in bed with another woman. She fought back her emotions and pondered, 'Oh God, why didn't the love she had for him hold onto him? Why did he have to cheat on me and ruin everything?'

Her mood was broken when the bartender placed a napkin on the counter in front of her and asked, "Hi Nat, what's your poison tonight?"

She composed herself, and with a sly grin suggested, "Give me a martini Joe, tonight I feel advent