A woman stays late at a quiet bar. The bartender says, “Last call.”
She leans forward, whispering, “I’m not done with the night… or you.”
Next thing, they’re behind the bar—clothes off, bodies shaking glasses on the counter. Her moans mix with the sound of bottles clinking.
After the wildest cocktail he’s ever served, she slides a $20 across the bar.
He grins, “That for the drink?”
She replies, “No, that’s for keeping me stirred… and definitely not shaken.”
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