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Falling In Love With a Cocktail Napkin

The brassy sassy cocktail napkin winked at Jim. He looked around quickly, wondering who saw. The other patrons at the bar did not seem to notice. Have another drink! She said. I’ll go home with you. He had two more before stuffing her into his pocket. She had been giving him sexy promises all night long. “Do you want an extra napkin?” the bartender asked Jim. He could feel his face getting hot. Shook his head “no” and ran out of there. Now they could be alone.

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