Not enough booze in the world for me to overcome my personal discomfort for being at such an establishment.

I would never feel at ease in the establishment. I'd feel a dirty pervert.

Hummm... wasn't aware Smurfette was this lewd.

Fishing... for what, exactly?

That is a lot to look at.

Ruining that very nice lingerie is worthy of serious punishment. The color, the lace, the cleavage... so nice.

And so nice on you.

So, if I was lucky enough to have that chance, that had to come off.

Really nice. I didn't knew the site.

Don't. If anything, I want to thank you for that show of kindness. It's precious.

Keep looking beautiful and having fun.

Sincerely speaking, I wouldn't know how to or even dare to approach you.

Would I spare a moment to take in your figure? Yes. You seem to be a very beautiful woman and, personally speaking, beauty is supposed to be appreciated.

But the first thing crossing my mind when I think on the scenario of approaching you and offer you a drink is that you would automatically think I was a perv, just looking for an excuse to approach you and oggle you.

If you were to approach me, I'd feel either I'm being pranked or you're calling a bet on some friend.

So, would I buy you a drink? Yes. Under what conditions? I really don't know.

B&W photo always elevates the style.

I risk they were.

I understand that the thread has mostly lost its heat but nonetheless I'm going to leave this here. This my understanding of dirty talking, as it should be: respectful, teasing, uplifting and full of promise.

I write as a hobby and dialogue is something I enjoy writing, as I'm often able to have things said through the characters in my stories that otherwise I would never be able to muster the slightest ounce of courage to utter.

Picture the following dialogue between a couple that has already hooked up but is now actively socializing, taking part of a salon game along the lines of "truth or dare" or "never would I ever". At this point, things have become somewhat raunchy, so the mood is up.

"You consider yourself good in bed?"

"I don't keep score cards."

"You should. I'd give you a solid 8 after last night."

"You were just as involved as I was."

"Really?"

"From where I was standing, yes."

"Standing, sitting, knealing... you did propped up yourself for the task."

"I try. Thank you."

"Wanna try for the 10 a little later?"

"How about an 11?"

There is a lot of background missing but this is the couple teasing each other, whispering at each other, after someone asked if a person, who boasts constantly for having a lot of hookups, if they consider themselves good in bed.