Tasting Laura

I’m new to writing, and I wasn’t extremely pleased with this story but posted it anyways

As the midnight repeat of the ten o’clock news was getting ready to rap up with their usual goodbye spiel, Roman Roberti put his empty beer mug on the bar and waved the bartender for another.

“And on behalf of Kelly, Sandy, Ken, and Tom…Goodnight…” blurted out of the tiny black and white TV hanging in the corner of some small bar in eastern Ohio. Roman didn’t exactly know the name of the town he was in, Hegerty…Hagdory, Roman couldn’t remember the name, all he knew was he wanted another beer, and the bulge in his pants was growing…he wanted some ass, and he wanted it bad.

After a fight with his girlfriend, Roman found himself driving down a lonely highway earlier that day, a three year relationship down the tubes, and no place to stay…his girlfriend kicking him out of her apartment, refusing to give him his things until a friend was present.

In a fit of rage, and sadness…Roman hopped in his 85’ Honda Civic and started driving. He quickly got going on I 79 and tried blocking all memory’s of his now ex girlfriend from his mind.

Now he was sitting in a crumby bar in Ohio… trying to figure out what to do with himself.

As he slurped the foam off the top of his freshly filled beer mug, a refreshing sound hit his ears. The sound of a female voice, it made him smile being as the only other people who were in the bar were some beer bellied middle aged guys, playing pool and making stupid jokes.

“Hello there…” the voice said from behind him, “Don’t think I’ve seen you around here before”
“Yeah, passing through, that’s all” Roman answered…not taking his eyes off his beer.
“You seem a little down, any particular reason?” Asked the girl, taking the stool next to him.
“Hah, I guess you could say that…” said Roman
“Yeah, I’m a little down myself, tell me about it?” The woman said in a cute little tone

“Ah, thanks but don’t feel much like talking about it, but hey let me buy you a drink, what’ll you have?”

The girl ordered her drink and the bartender took some more money off the pile sitting in front of the droopy faced Roman.

“Hey let’s sit down there in one of those booths, get some privacy…” said the girl
Roman agreed and they stood up together, this is when Roman got his first real look at the girl beside him. The top of her head was about the same level as his eyes, and he was 5 foot 10. She had brown curly hair, flowing down to her shoulders, and green beautiful eyes. Roman found himself especially transfixed on her eyes. They were like something out of a movie…she had a small, cute little nose and thin lips. She was slim, and her breasts were of a decent size, in proportion to the rest of her body. Roman guessed a 34B but really wasn’t sure. She was wearing a tight black T shirt that was v cut around the neck, and you could see her cleavage nicely. She had on regular tight jeans on, and Roman noticed her legs were extremely good looking, even with the jeans on.

‘Must work out…’ Roman thought to himself as she led them to a booth in the back corner of the bar.

When they got there, they made small talk while finishing their beer.