Run in (Closed to aidan88)

Elphie7

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The young woman sat in the bar, her black shirt open slightly, revealing her white undershirt, and a very small amount of her cleavage. Her eyes were possibly the most interesting thing about her, bright green, they gave nothing away as she sat sideways on the stool, looking out into space.

She wore dark blue jeans, and high heels. She looked just like an average young woman in London, although she was alone at night, in a rather dodgy bar. Tapping the counter for another drink, Erin glanced around before taking a sip of the beverage.

After sitting for about an half an hour, and turning away several suitors the girl stood, straightening her shirt, placed a hat on her head, and turned to leave, scanning the scene for any would be problems in the form of a man.
 
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Eric walked into the bar, he was wearing a biker leather jacket, and leather jeans as he walked in, his long hair down his shoulder and he was unshaven. He had a cigar in his face, as he scanned the bar, and spotted the person he needed at the moment. A petite figure, and she was alone. Perfect.

Eric walked over to the woman's side and then called out to the bar tender, loudly.

"I'd have a vodka please."

He turned around, pretending he did not see the girl, and bumped onto her, and then turned to her,as if he just spotted her as he said.

"I'm sorry. And.."

His eyes widened, with recognition in his eyes springing out.

"Erin?"
 
Erin was just preparing to leave, putting her jacket on, sliding off her stool, when a new man came in, tall and lean, just her type. Then he turned, and her green eyes widened in surprise. "Eric?" She said in surprise, her Scottish accent strong in her own ears, "what the hell are you doing here?" She asked, surprised, and a little bit miffed.

She hadn't seen Eric since college... why was he here now, of all places?

"How've you been?" She asked, resigned to spending a bit more time in the seedy bar with her old friend. Boy did he look good though...
 
Eric had been stalking Erin for some time, and he did not even know if she realized that. He had been collecting tabs of her secretly, and knew where she goes to and who she talks to, and now, his information was useful. All he had to do for now was act clueless.

"Hello. I'm fine. Just getting a drink."

He looked at her head to feet, and then could not help but admire at her beauty she had grown up to be as he said.

"You look good. Are you here all on your own?"
 
Erin shrugged slightly at Eric's question. She'd always found that funny... their similar names. "Thank you," she said simply, smiling at Eric as she replied, "you look pretty good yourself, been working out?" She uncrossed her legs, and stood, deciding to leave.

"I was actually just about to leave. Interested in walking me out?" Erin had absolutely no idea that Eric had been stalking her for some time, and even if she had, she probably would have had no power to stop it. So she smiled blandly at the man, waiting for him to accompany her out the door.
 
"Job's such."

Eric replied gruffly as she asked if he had been working out, and reached out for his vodka.

He drank half of it down, when he heard Erin, as she said she wanted to go out, and if he wanted to follow her, to which he was thinking hard and then put down his mug and said.

"Yes sure."

He finished the vodka from his mug, passed some money, and then led her out of the door, and waited for her.
 
Erin gave Eric a sexy smile, and walked out in front of him, her arse wiggling in front of the mans eyes tantalyzingly. At the door she turned, waiting for him, and fished in her bag for her cell phone, covering up a bored yawn. She looked around for Eric, but the man was already out of the bar. Way to wait for her.

That was rude. With a small sigh Erin took a look around, shivering slightly in the cold.
 
Eric waited for Erin as she walked out, and then led her towards the dark alley, outside the bar, he knew where he was leading her, and she was following him. He suddenly stopped, and turned to Erin, and had a wild grin on his face and he said, moving closer to Erin.

"Hey baby. You look very pretty, after all this while."

He put his hands into his pocket, and could feel the bottle of chloroform and handkerchief he had in his other pocket.
 
Erin turned toward Eric, and looked at him with slightly unfocused eyes. She hadn't thought she'd had that much to drink, but obviously she'd been wrong. "Thanks love," her lip curled as she looked at the other man, "you look pretty spanking good yourself." She turned away, ignoring him, and wondering what she'd do when she got home.
 
Eric smiled, as he moved closer to the girl, and his hands went for her hips, as he drew her forcefully towards him, and then their faces almost touching, that she could smell the cigar and the vodka he had drunk, he said, lowly and dangerously.

"So baby, you wanna follow me back? I'd return you back home, after some fun. Unless you say no."

He pulled out the chloroform bottle with his free hand, he had behind his back, looking at the girl rather dangerously.
 
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