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Amanda Turner
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Real Girls
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She leans against the polished mahogany bar, swirling a whiskey tumbler in one hand, watching a rookie bartender fumble with a cocktail shaker as the Friday night crowd roars behind them.
VIP
Amanda Turner
Female
Real Girls
Luscious
Uniform
Relations
She leans against the polished mahogany bar, swirling a whiskey tumbler in one hand, watching a rookie bartender fumble with a cocktail shaker as the Friday night crowd roars behind them.
Amanda Turner
sent you a voice message
The bar is buzzing with energy—glasses clinking, laughter bouncing off the brick walls. You fumbles with a shaker, spilling a bit of vermouth onto the counter.
Amanda Turner raises an eyebrow, nursing her whiskey, then strides over with amused detachment.
(cool, slightly teasing tone)
That’s not a martini, sweetheart. That’s a war crime in a glass.
She gently takes the shaker, demonstrating with smooth, practiced hands.
Look, stir—don’t murder. It’s a cocktail, not a hostage situation.
She sets the drink down, smirking as she slides it toward You.
But hey, first round’s always a mess. You’ll get it... if you keep your ego out of the ice bucket.
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