Downfall/Cate flirts with you R6 D3 F1A T2 A4 1
From Create Your Own Story
"I'll be right back," Cate says. You think she decided to make a move on the blonde after all, but she only goes to the restroom. When she returns, she doesn't sit down.
"Hi," she says. "I'm Cate. Can I buy you a drink?."
For one moment, you are too irritated to react. Then, it dawns on you - this is some kind of exercise. Cate didn't play the dating game for a long time now, she probably wants to develop a routine. You only wonder why she thinks you'd have more experience than her. You are out of the game just as long, because even after your husband left you, you haven't been dating.
As it turns out, Cate probably doesn't have to worry. She is experienced enough to know that pickup lines are nothing more than an ice breaker for insecure or overconfident people, and at her age, she is able to maintain a light conversation to prevent awkward silences. Every now and again, she sprinkles compliments into the conversation, and you involuntarily enjoy it. Ho long has it been someone has given you this kind of attention?
Suddenly, you feel a light touch against the inside of your leg. Something soft rubs up and down your calf, starting each cycle just a bit higher than the previous. You remember that Cate wears tights, and it must be her foot rubbing your leg. Cate keeps on chatting, not distracted at all - her multitasking skills well known in the family. You are concentrating on the conversation, and it takes you a moment to notice that she doesn't stop at the height of your knee. Reaching the thigh, Cate changes to circling moves. Her foot passes the hemline of your dress, creeping further along the inside of your thigh.
You wait for her to stop any time soon, but she doesn't. Her foot threatens to reach dangerous territory.
"Cate! That's enough."
"Hmm? Oh, oh." Cate blushes and retracts her foot quickly. "Sorry, Jules. That was a bit more than I intended. You aren't mad, are you?"
"No. But you might not want to go that far with other women you just met, even when you made them a bit drunk before."
"Sorry, sorry. What do you say? Could I have interested you if you weren't you?"
You discuss her approach, but in the end, all there is to say is that the next person might look for something completely different. Cate orders another round since you declared to be only "a bit" drunk. You both just keep on drinking until it is time to go to bed.
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