Essence Extracted

Chapter 6

© ItalRT4u, 2012

     Gage had been calling me incessantly for most of the week.  By the time Friday had come around, I had had enough of simply ignoring his calls.  I was scheduled to start my bartending job tonight over at Slicks.  That's right, the same club I love to let loose at incidentally, the one where I've nearly killed a man with a simple makeout session; is the same club that occupies my weekend nights starting tonight.

     Joe, the owner of the place had requested that I keep everything I wore for work to solid blacks and whites and avoided showing too much skin.  Needless to say, it was an upscale establishment and he prided himself as having classy looking workers, not slutty trash.  Knowing that I would be on my feet all night, I opted to wear my black leather knee-high boots, black skinny jeans with a white halter that hung loosely around the waist.  I brought some extra sparkle to the outfit with some bangle bracelets, pendant earrings and my makeup which I made sure accentuated my green eyes.  Opting to put my hair up for the night, I tied it up in a messy loose bun which allowed for some loose tendrils to fall on either side of my face.

     I walked into Slicks and headed to Joe's office, where the employees stored their belongings in the few lockers he kept there. 

     “How's it looking out there?”  Joe asked me as I walked in.  I told him that the place was starting to fill up relatively quickly and it was barely nine at this point.  “Good.”  And he looked down and kept typing away on his laptop; tackling what looked like some invoice payments.

     Half an hour later, I was introduced to Holly, my partner behind the bar for the night.  She was a tiny but extremely beautiful woman with a pixie looking haircut, and her small features were played up with dramatic looking makeup.  There was no questioning why Joe had hired her seeing as she had amazing skills behind the bar; especially when it came to bottle juggling.  I swear, it was something out of that Tom Cruise movie – please tell me you’ve seen Cocktail.

     After a bit of small talk between customers, I discovered that I liked Holly; she was definitely someone I could see myself hanging out with from time to time outside of work.  She was spunky and despite her size, she knew how to handle her own with belligerent drunks or so I had come to realize on a few occasions earlier this evening.  Joe had come to help us out a little after eleven, when the crowd got larger than anticipated.  It seemed like the live entertainment for the night had generated a substantially larger than usual influx of people that simply were looking for a good time, to put it mildly.

     “Damn if Tina picked the wrong night to call in sick.”  He had muttered in passing as he caught his breath from a wave of mixing drinks that finally had dwindled in intensity.

     “What'll it be?”  I asked a group of self-assured men that had just walked up to the bar.  I'm not sure if it was because of them or if it was just me but I was beginning to feel uncomfortable.  Perhaps it was something they were projecting.  I was sort of beginning to regret taking this job at this point.  Being around a bunch of inebriated people, where the urge for sexual exploits are at their highest,  might not have been ideal for a new succubus; one who had yet to fully control her urges and know everything she needed to about her abilities.

     “I'll take three Bud Lights and a piece of you on the side.”  One of the guys, most likely the leader of the group said and threw a chuckle toward the male duo behind him as they stood there devouring me with their eyes.  Despite the crawling feeling on my skin, my body began to feel heated and channeling my empath side; I was able to tell that the leader of the trio wholeheartedly planned on acting out his fantasies with me, given the chance.  Those thoughts excited me yet petrified me to my core all at the same time.  I didn’t understand why my body wanted to betray me in this moment.