It was Ally and her friends first day in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico and although she was jet lagged her friends intended to use every moment possible to drink their vacation away. They woke up early and decided on the beach, typical but Allyson did want to work on her tan so she couldn't complain. Fitting herself with her bright, leopard print bikini she looked in the mirror. She wasn't going to lie, her tits looked great, popping out of the bandeau style top. Poking at her hips slightly and squeezing her thighs she frowned. She had really wanted to get rid of that little extra bit before vacation but just hadn't had the time. She shrugged and put on some shorts and an oversized tank top grabbing her beach bag and heading out with the girls.

It was hot and there were a ton of people already on the beach but they managed to find a decent spot. After laying out their towels and getting settled Ally's friends left for the beach bar while she was all about her tan. Standing, she pulled her shorts off and noticed a few guys checking her out as she slid her tank top over her head. She smirked to herself. Next, pulling out some tanning oil, rubbing it all over her body, her legs first, followed by her stomach and finally her arms and face she was satisfied and settled laying down on her towel. She'd have one of the girls get her back when they came back. she pulled out her ipod slipping the small buds into her ears. She swiveled through it for a few minutes before finally deciding on Taylor Swift, one of her favorites and the beach was drowned out temporarily.

Her friends came back 20 minutes later and she could smell the tequila on them. They'd brought her back a giant margarita but she could smell the tequila on their breath and knew that were far ahead of her. She wished she'd gone with them. Oh well, she thought to herself. She sipped on the margarita looking over the beach. It really was the party destination in Mexico; white beaches, crystal clear blue water with people frolicking and laughing in it; a boat in the background. It really looked like a commercial. The last winter she promised she'd be in Mexico partying soon and finally her dad got the hint and booked her a trip to go with the girls for a week. She'd wrapped her arms around his neck and exclaimed, "Thank you daddy!" as usual. It was exactly what she needed for the perfect start to her summer back home.

Al had been in Puerto for a few day's now and so far it was exactly what he needed, it was a welcome break from the fast life in the city. It was nice to sit back and relax not having to worry about anything. He took the time to think about more important things and leaving the trivial worries for when he got back, and when he wasn't doing that he was drinking something with alcohol in it.

He decided to take a stroll in the beach first thing in the morning, taking in the sea breeze and letting the sun wash over him. He was looking out at the sea noticing how the blue got bluer the further he looked. Unknowingly he stumbled upon a small beach ball and after standing there and looking around for about half a minute he picked up his new ball and kept going.

He kept his hands busy as much as he did his mind with the relaxing sight of white sands and barely clothed women. About that time he noticed a very attractive group of girls, there where four of them and each one looked better than the next one, but then the last looked better than the first so it was a never ending loop of who was the hottest. Or maybe the only thing hot at the moment was his sun fried brains.

He didn't put much thought on what he did until after he did it. He threw the ball in their general direction and ran after it, it landed right in the middle of the group lifting some sand into the air. He jogged the rest of the way to them and dropped to his knees to pick up his ball.

"Sorry girls." He smiled. "I was just playing with, um..." He turned to look behind him, his ponytail swinging along with his head, he trying to fins someone to blame. "Well I'm not going to lie." He said turning back. "You are all so pretty I just had to come and say something." He flashed them all a smile. "I'm Al." He extended a hand introducing himself.

Ally jumped when the ball kicked up the sand next to them and laughed when she saw the ball. She rolled her eyes and said to the girls softly, "Five bucks says he hits on Jenna." She was the prettiest one of the group, in Ally's opinion; perfect body, long legs, great ass, perfect beach hair, never had a guy turn her down. Granted, Ally rarely did either but she didn't have half the body Jenna did. They were pretty in different ways, but girls are always paranoid about the way they look.

The other girls jumped on him like seagulls on a french fry which made Ally roll her eyes. Finally when she could get a word in she smiled slightly, "I'm Allyson, nice to meet you." She sat up to talk to him and looked down at the beach ball he was holding then back up to get a glimpse of his body. "Don't you think that was just a little cheesy?" She half joked sipping on her drink again as the other girls gawked at her. Ally's cocky attitude was coming out quicker than usual. She didn't care though, any guy who wanted to hit on her would have to deal with some of it.

She looked over him again. He definitely wasn't her type but there was something intriguing about him, something that peaked her interest for sure she just couldn't put her finger on it yet. The other girls looked at him like he was gods gift dropped with his beach ball there for their amusement but Ally figured that he was just another lame guy trying to hit on some pretty girls on vacation. Her history with guys in the past year had made her lose all hope in ever finding a decent guy. Slightly curious now she turned on her charm batting her eyelashes subtlety . "Didn't anyone ever teach you the best way to a girl's heart is by buying her a drink?" She went on not worried about her attitude. If one guy didn't like it, there were hundreds more within 50 feet.

He shook hands with the young women and tried to quickly memorize the names and the faces. "I take ownership of all the pleasure of meeting you ladies." He said.

One of them rolled her eyes, the rest giggled while one stood up. "No seriously, I'm the lucky one here." He smiled.

He heard the one named Allyson now looking down at him comment on his tactic that for some reason made the other girls gasp at her. He shrugged in response, maybe it was. "It's always better than staring from a far I guess." He smiled and got a few giggles out of the girls. "I bet you girl's wouldn't fall for one of those secret admirer types watching your every move for hours."

"That is just... Creepy." Jenna said and then laughed.

"Very." Al Answered.

He turned back to Allyson that suggested a possibly better approach he could have used. "Well..." He started throwing the ball from one hand to the other. "Yeah but..." He stared into the distance. "The bar is pretty far away, the only drinks close by I can offer you is sea water." A round of laughs. "Plus..." He pointed at her hand. "Don't you have a big margarita with a parasol you have to drink up first?"

Ally's friends always pined over any guy that hit on them. Yeah, they got hit on at home, but the guys there were all old news. Something about being on vacation and having a cute guy come up to them just drove them all crazy, and apparently made them all giggling messes. Allyson always kept it cool, no matter how attractive or witty the guy was. It was part of her routine when she was hit on.

Ally gave him some credit. He had an answer for all of her smart little comments and he managed to make her friends laugh - those were two of her checklist points that a guy had to have. He wasn't bad looking at all and that was another plus. "Touche." She said holding up her drink and then taking another sip, downing the drink the rest of the way. She needed to catch up with her friends. "But now it's empty, buy me another?" She smiled and a few of her friends quietly gave up. Back home, once one of them made a move, the rest had to back off. They called it their girl code.

She wasn't really sure where this would go, if anywhere but her goal on this trip was to meet a guy to make her completely forget about home and it wasn't going to happen if she turned down the first guy who hit on them.

He watched as the petite girl downed the drink in a matter of seconds. "Dang." He gawked, it was his turn now. "I'm gonna regret this." He joked. "If you drink em' all like that I might as well go back home." He stood up dusting the sand of his knees. He then turned around and threw the ball at one of the girls taking a few steps back. "Play catch or something, I'll bring her back... Soon." He paused and smiled at Allyson.

He took the time stare at her walking towards him. She was a small package but she had her charms in perfect proportion with the rest of her. "If you're gonna drink them all like that I'll only have to buy you a few more." He smiled and led them to the poolside bar away from the beach and closer to the hotel.

She stood up and wiped the sand off herself too, taking up the offer she presented herself for another drink. "Well, I can outdrink almost anyone." She retorted. She finished brushing herself off and tossed the oversized tank top on over her bikini though she still had some grains of sand clinging to the bottoms of her round butt cheeks peeking out of the bottom of her bikini. She smiled and started walking with Al towards the poolside bar. She turned back momentarily to her friends and mouthed, "Soon." and winked then turned her attention back to him. As she walked through the sand her hips swayed which made the rest of her body move in all the right places.

She didn't talk at first, unsure of how to go about her game with this guy but finally piped up, "So are you here alone? with friends?" She asked. "Or are you a local boy?" She said with a hint of teasing in her voice.

As they walked towards the bar the sand under their feet turned into tiles, the endless beach was left behind and they walked in between two towers that made up the hotel. Al smiled inwardly at her remark, he considered himself outside that almost anyone margin she mentioned but it would still be fun watching her try.

When they reached the bar he propped an elbow on the counter and then climbed on a stool and patted the one in front of him for her to sit. "Oh no..." He started formulating his answer. "I wish I was local, I wouldn't mind living here." He said looking in the direction of the city. "However it isn't all sunshine and margaritas for the locals here." His tone got a little more serious for a second but it was just that one second. "I'm from New York..." He said smiling. "I think you're from Boston, you look like a Boston girl."

She climbed up on the stool which was a little high for her considering how short she was. She hated that. If anything she wanted her friends long legs so that she wouldn't have to stand on her tippy toes to get on a stupid stool. She relaxed listening to him talk and then heard him say he was from New York... but even more ridiculous he thought she was from Boston. "Interesting. Boston, huh? Do I look like a Red Sox fan to you?" She teased lightly.

She was a little taken aback when she heard him say he was from New York. Honestly, what were the odds? She couldn't believe it. Maybe this was the guy she was supposed to have fun with on Vacation. "Upper Manhattan for me." She smiled. "Right on the corner of 1st avenue and E. 91st St." She continued. As she talked her neighborhood came to mind. The hustle and bustle of the city, constantly seeing yellow cabs zoom by, or slam on their horns at you; running early morning in central park. She loved home but she loved the sand clinging to her body and the sun beating down, the smell of ocean air, and of course the thousands of co-eds partying constantly in Mexico.

"Let me guess, you're from upstate with my luck." She said as she came back from daydreaming and gave him a flirty smile herself.

The bartender, a not too bad looking blonde with a swimsuit approached the recently acquainted couple, Al split his attention in two for a second to place an order. "Deme un..." He paused trying to recall what it was she was drinking. "Una margarita y una Corona, por favor."

He then turned back to Allyson to listen to the rest of her story. He was in Mexico, surrounded by this beautiful scenery, an enormous pool with a bar next to it, an endless beach a little farther and the warmer blue seas in the distance. People from all over the world came here, he was really far from home himself and what a co incidence that he ran into someone from back home.

He didn't know if he should laugh or feel offended when Allyson said he was from upstate all that came out was a hissing sound and a funny expression. "Pffffffft. Upstate? More like, further up town." His beer arrived right at that moment, he paused to take a sip enjoying the cold refreshing feeling. "149th between Broadway and Amsterdam."

She was shocked that Al was actually from the city. As the drinks arrived she took her margarita sipping on it and then setting it back on the bar. As the waitress came back with change she smiled, "Gracias." She knew exactly where that was as she'd been to Rockaway beach a few times there. She turned all of her attention back to Al, "That's right near Rockaway beach right?" She said relaxing completely now. This guy couldn't be completely bad and the worst that could happen she'd go back to hanging out with her friends.

They sat talking for a bit and Ally quickly drank her drink, ordering another, and another. She was 4 drinks deep now and starting to feel good, but still holding a conversation quite well, until she finally admitted, "Alright.. I think I over did it a little." She smirked and pushed her glass away still half full. "So I'm a light weight." She said shrugging and looking over at Al. "So how long are you here for?" She asked for the second time.

Albert chuckled when she finally tapped out, to add insult to injury he ordered on more beer for himself. "Awww, the poor kids in Africa would love to drink that. You're gonna let it go to waste?" He teased her, pushing the drink back in her direction.

He took another sip from what he thought was his 5th or 6th, not counting what he had earlier that morning. As he leaned back holding the bottle to his mouth he eyed Allyson and accepted that she could indeed hold her drink. At least for her size, that inside joke made him smile.

"Well..." He set his drink down. "I'll be here until I run out of money." He said looking past her and at the beach, he could see the rest of the girls found some guys to play ball along with them. "So I guess another two three weeks. When I go on vacation I go on vacation. Because I rarely do it. Maybe once every three years? So yeah... I've been here for two weeks now I think, or something similar."

He realized the drink was making him talk a bit more than usual and shook his head. "You know what? I think you're pretty cool gimme your number and lets be friends..." He let his eyes travel the full length of her, the less than honorable intentions clearly painted on his face. "...Let's see where that will lead to eh?"

"Matter fact, there's a good party going on in town. The hotel here doesn't really have much of anything fun to do anyways. Consider yourself invited." He took another drink. "And your girlfriends too."

She finished the drink quickly, chugging it back as they continued to talk. She really shouldn't have, her stomach was rolling since she hadn't had anything to eat all day. She held her head up for a minute and then laughed, "You're evil."

She listened to him talk and wished that she could do that, but daddy wasn't going to pay for her to stay in Mexico for a month. She didn't really care at this point, it was her second day of vacation and she was drunk and met someone. She noticed his eyes moving over her body and rolled her eyes. "Well here's my number." She scribbled it down on a napkin. "I left my phone on the beach so..." She pushed a napkin towards him to give her his number.

She hopped off the bar stool she was sitting on and stumbled a bit, catching herself on the edge of the bar. "Woah..." She giggled and looked back at Al. "Does it really look like I need to go to another party?" She joked. "I think I can swing it though... if you carry me up to my room so I can take a nap." she pouted playfully.

His eyes grew wider when she actually downed that last one. It was only a joke but... Well... He shrugged inwardly.

He watched her dismount from the stool when she felt the full weight of what she had been drinking. "Well, you look okay to me." He said downing his beer and standing up. He too started too feel a but intoxicated from what he had been drinking. "Another party should do you good." He added.

He had to laugh at her tease, he had to admit her little pout was kind of cute. Without putting much thought into it he closed the distance between them and scooped her up in his arms. "I think we could arrange that." He smiled back at her. "Wow." He lifted her up a bit taking her weight. "I was gonna put you down but I think I might actually carry you to your room." He said playfully. "You don't weigh a thing." He started taking a few steps toward the beach with her in his arms and just to get a laugh out of her he tossed her in the air and caught her safely in his arms.

"You look very um..." He tried to find the right word. "Thick, but you're really light. You know? Is all that silicone or what?" He made fun of her as he took her back to her friends.

She made a surprised face, no one had ever asked her if she had implants. "No! I'm all natural!" She said holding on to him as he carried her towards the beach and back to her friends. She'd hoped that that he would take her up to her room and she could fool around with him but it didn't look like that was going to happen the way she wanted.

When she got back to her friends they all came back over, pining over Al again and completely forgetting about the guys they'd been playing ball with. As he set Madden down she steadied herself and started to get her things together to head back up to the room. If she was going to party she needed a power nap, a shower and to get cute. "So we're going to a Party with Al later." She told Jenna and the other girls and they all agreed excited. "But for now, I'm going up to the room." She said swinging her bag over her shoulder.

She turned to Al, "I'll call you around 8?" She smiled.

The alcohol in him made him feel the urge to retrieve his ball back, but the rest of the girls apparently wanted it for themselves. Allyson's voice distracted him for a second. "Uhm... No... I call you around 9." He answered because 8 would be too early. At that very moment Jenna thought it would be funny to hit I'm in the head with the ball. It made his brains shake in his skull but for the rest was totally harmless. "Ouch..." He said staggering, it came more as a statement than a natural reaction to pain.

"You win..." He said pointing at Jenna. "I stole it first so, I guess its fair." He shrugged.

"I'll be seeing you later then." He told Allyson backpedaling away. "Stay away from those margaritas he smiled. There will be plenty of those in the club he smiled."

As he walked towards the restaurant he concluded that this girl could be "fun" to hang out with and he was sure they would have plenty of fun together. He had a hearty meal that was welcomed by his alcohol filled stomach. After that he took a long nap waking up just in time to get himself ready. He took a long shower mostly singing and sometimes dancing under the jet of water which took him the better part of an hour. He took a minute or two to select his attire for the night, settling for a white shirt, with blue patterns in the back, pair of jeans and matching blue and white sneakers. He decided it would be the right time to call Allyson and only then remembered the napkin with her number. It took him fifteen more minutes to find that and by that time it was already 9.

He dialed the number and waited for someone to answer.

Allyson walked back up the beach carrying her bag as soon as Al left. She needed food in her system now! She wasn't sure if it was the alcohol demanding it or if she was actually really hungry but she didn't care. She stopped at a beach side shack and got an order of curly fries and carried them up to the room, munching on them and dropping most of them on the way. When she got back to the room she set the fries on the table and crashed into bed to take a much needed nap.

She woke up as the girls came in around 8 drunk off their asses and shook her head. She'd never be able to keep up with them if she'd stayed on the beach. She felt better but popped two asprin and opened a bottle of water just in case. "Party tonight still right?" She asked her friends and they all pouted.

Jenna piped up, "We forgot Ally, We made plans with those guys!"

Ally frowned and shook her head, "It's fine." She headed into the bathroom and jumped in the shower, getting out and wiggling around in a little white towel she decided on a tight pair of jean shorts, with a flowy top and some sandals. She had to admit she looked pretty damn good. She began doing her hair when the phone rang. She answered it, "Hello?" She almost forgot Al would be calling and was happy to hear his voice on the other end.

They made plans and he gave her the address. She finished getting ready quickly only putting on some light make up, and leaving her long hair down to fall over her shoulders she grabbed her wallet and navigated to find Al. When she got there she looked completely lost looking around and trying to spot Al.

Albert arrived at the club a few minutes after the time they had agreed on. It was not far from the hotel but it was outside what was known as the "tourist area". Outside the building was a sizable line of people but he had tickets and it he would not to stand outside very long.

He saw Allyson looking around, obviously searching for him, he started walking towards her and didn't make it very far when he felt a tug on his hair. "Damn." He turned around to see a group of local girls giggling and saying something in Spanish that he didn't quite catch. "Ain't that a good first impression." He said keeping his cool.

He turned around and saw two guys, obviously not local all over Allyson. He smiled to himself to himself and thought it was the right time to show up. As he got closer he heard them talking English with what he guessed was an Australian accent, he could be wrong though. "Sorry guys." He said sneaking up beside Allyson and putting a hand around her waist. "I'm gonna steal this one from you." He said pulling her away with a mischievous smile.

"I know you got this a few times already but..." He looked her over. "You look good." He spared a glance backwards just in case and led them towards the entrance. He showed the bouncer the tickets and he let them in promptly.

The club was a perfect mix of lights and darkness. It had two well lit lounging areas against the wall at both sides of the entrances. The far wall was dominated by a glowing bar and everything in between was a sea of flickering lights where a mass of bodies could be seen dancing in the flickering lights. The music itself was pretty much the same club beats they played back home so it was nothing he couldn't dance.

Without wasting anymore time he grabbed her hand and pulled her into the dance floor for eager to show his skills and an official excuse to grope her.

Ally cursed under her breath as the guys hit on her outside the club and was thankful as ever when Al wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her away. She waved to the two guys and smiled, "Thank you, I needed that. And you.." She smiled bigger, "You look great." She said as they walked into the club. Ally was a regular at the clubs back home so she knew how things worked.

As they walked inside she instantly felt better, she was a little unsure about coming alone but with Al by her side she would be more than alright. As she took in the lights and bodies she got excited, ready to dance and shake her ass. That was the best part about the club, minus the drinking of course. She eagerly followed Al to the dance floor as he grabbed her hand shaking her hips and wiggling her way behind him into the crowd of people.

As they started to dance one of her favorite songs came on "Booty Bounce" and she started to dance with Al, taking it easy at first but by the middle of the song she was completely comfortable, dancing facing away from him, her ass grinding against him as the rest of her body pressed against him.

The music got under his skin making him feel bolder than he already was. The very appetizing body grinding and bumping against him like if she was boneless was all the motivation he needed. Albert grabbed her by the hips guiding her movement making her grind very closely to him, he caught her by the waist of her shorts and turned her around to face his way. He put one hand in her back pocket and one accidentally slipped under her flow top, not like he minded, to grab her waist and take control the speed and motion of their bumps to match. Grabbing on her soft firm skin he made her turn around again eager to feel more of her thickness against them.

That was about the time the music changed to some of that Latin stuff that he couldn't really dance. He had to laugh at the sudden change in atmosphere breaking the very sensual mood the two of them had built up. Looking around he tried to clumsily imitate the other couples dancing around them and failed horribly to do so. He pulled her towards the bar still laughing and found one empty stool and motioned for her to sit.

Once she was seated her leaned over her, almost onto her and ordered a beer for himself. He then turned back to Ally and asked. "What do you want to drink babe? You look like you could use one after that."

Ally sat on the stool and leaned back slightly as Al leaned over her being flirty. She smiled up at him and said, "Oh, I was just getting started." She giggled and then looked at the waitress, "Cherry Vodka and Redbull please." She said ordering herself a drink relaxing even more if that was possible. For some reason she found herself completely comfortable around Al. She just couldn't figure out why.

"Have you ever done a body shot?" She asked Al smiling devilishly now as she leaned in to talk to him her arm wrapped around him, hand resting in the small of his back. That was her signature move back at home and she figured it would work just as well here. "I think that might be fun." She said as the bartender brought their drinks over rushing around like crazy at the packed bar.

It was very loud in the club he heard her remark about how she was just getting started, she liked her big mouth but wondered if she was really all that. He heard her order herself some vodka.

He then felt her arm around his neck and saw her mouth moving with a devilish grin. All he heard was the boom from the base but he raised an eyebrow when he heard the word body shot. The smile on his face was just as malicious as the one she flashed him as his memory flashed back remembering how exciting those can be. He painted the picture before him and in an instant decided to bring it to life.

He grabbed the waitress that passed by just that moment and asked her for two shots of tequila. He leaned into her sliding himself between her legs and whispered in her ear. "I'm game." He said.

At the same moment he saw the waitress bring what he had order, wasting no time his hands slipped under her tights, she felt very light in his arms and it was very easy to put her down on the counter. He pulled the top up and out of the way revealing her smooth skin and a very sexy looking belly button. "Lay back." He said but she obviously couldn't hear so he pushed her back a bit and into the bar.

Someone to her right yelled body shot and the crowd went wild at the moment. He smiled to himself and at Allyson climbing on the stool. He squeezed some lemon juice into her belly button first and then poured the salt right after that. He flashed her a mischievous smile and began undoing each on of the buttons on her shorts, and that's all that stood in the way. Her skin was as smooth as the rest of her navel and as far as he could see. He lowered his mouth to around where he thought the tequila would flow too and could feel the warmth rising from a little bit further down. He grabbed the shot glass and poured it slowly into her belly button quickly overflowing it, he slurped everything that came his way and when the glass was empty he slurped his way up towards her bellybutton and sucked everything into his mouth downing the shit.

He heard another roar from the party goers around them while the shot crashed into his stomach. He licked his lips and cleaned his chin already feeling the alcohol do its work in him. He pulled her off the counter and on his lap. "That was... Tasty..." He told her reaching behind for her shot of tequila. He handed her the lemon and the salt but the shot he emptied into his mouth and motioned for her to do what she knew she had to do, he would give it to her orally.

As the crowd went wild around them her heart raced and she got more excited. Feeling Al's warm breath against her stomach was a feeling she was used to from the body shots she'd done before but always nice still. She shuddered lightly and in the same second she felt Al slurp the shot off of her stomach and sat up, getting back down and fixing her bottoms and buttoning them back up. She took the salt and lemon pouring some on her hand holding onto the lemon and taking a deep breath. She couldn't believe she was doing this her first night in Mexico but what was done...was done and she couldn't wait.

She grabbed the back of his head with her free hand and pressed her mouth against his taking the shot of Tequila, kissing Al at the same time letting the shot swirl around for a bit before she finally swallowed it biting the lemon and licking the salt as she pulled away. She felt the shot hit the bottom of her stomach and knew tequila was a bad idea but she let it go. She leaned up whispering in Al's ear, pressing her body against his, "Very Tasty." She kissed him again, this time not needing a shot to provoke her.

She sat back on the stool and pulled Al back close to her. She liked where the night was going for sure and motioned to the bartender for two more shots. She intended to be completely shit faced by the end of the night. As she waited for the shots she drank some of her drink, then leaned in kissing Al again seeming unable to stop herself. She really couldn't help herself when she got tequila in her system. It made her crazy and touchy.

He to admit that this girl was not just for all talk and maybe he had found his match. Maybe it was just him thinking too much, or the alcohol, or the tongue in his mouth. It could also be the fact he was in Mexico or maybe all of the above but it felt so good that it couldn't possibly be wrong.

He left all of the stool to her and leaned in closer to her, at least that was his intention before she pulled him in again for another kiss. He had no objections against it and jumped right into it. He returned the kiss but pretty quickly took control of it, it was his lips sucking at hers and his tongue teasing hers leading it out of her mouth and into his where he trapped it with his teeth and teased it some more with his tongue. His hands moved deftly to squeeze one of her breasts and the other one wrapped around her small waist as he leaned more and more into her until her back was against the counter.

He felt a palm smack into his back a bit harder than what he liked. "You rock man!" Someone screamed into his ear.

Breaking the kiss by the sudden interruption he turned to his fan and gave him an acknowledging nod after which he quickly disappeared.

He turned back to the object of his attention and reach for his beer on the counter behind her only stopping to giver her a brief kiss. He downed a portion of the beer before pulling Allyson of her stool and back into the dancing crowd.

The way he danced with her was a lot more sensual than before, he liked feeling her silky skin in his hands and he bumped and ground against her like if wanting to melt with her body. It caused more than one pair of eyes to stare their way.

They danced a song or two until he pulled her back to the bar, he found his drink still cold and downed half of what was left feeling the cold beer cool him down a bit. "You ready for another shot?" He asked her challenging her to another round. He ordered two more tequilas and handed Allyson her drink.

The way that Al danced with her she felt that she never wanted to leave the dance floor, but even she got tired, and it was HOT in the club so she was happy for a break when Al pulled her back to the bar.

She gave him a look when he handed her another shot of tequila and smirked, "Are you trying to have to carry me back to my hotel room?" She teased him as she took the salt and lemon and clinked her shot glass against Al's, touching it to the bar and finally throwing it down, biting and licking the lemon and salt. She shook her head after wards and smiled, "No more tequila pleaaase." She pleaded playfully wrapping her arms around him and kissing him again softly.

She pulled away from him slowly and looked up into his eyes. She really wasn't sure what was going on, if it was the mixture of alcohol and being away but she really liked Al and she saw herself spending a lot of time with him. She whispered into his ear, "So when are you going to take me on a real date?" She taunted.