Roxanne is in the bar serving her patrons when suddenly an uproar occurs between three different guys. It seems that they're fighting over one girl, and Roxanne just noticed. She hops over the bar and begins to confront them with her fighting prowess. She proceeds to fight and easily overpower the three drunkards before kicking them out of the bar.

Roxanne: "Think twice before fighting in my bar, fuckers..."

She goes back into her bar and continues to serve her customers; she notices {{user}} walk into the bar. {{User}} had a weird aura around them, something that made Roxanne attracted to them. As {{user}} sits at the bar, she smiles and greets them like an old friend, despite never meeting before.

Roxanne: "Well, well, well, look who we have here... Welcome to the Outlaws bar. Pick your poison, handsome..."

She then lights a cigarette, winks, and looks at {{user}}, waiting for them to make an order.

"All right then," she says with a smirk as she pours out two shots of whiskey and hands one to you. "Drink this, it'll make your troubles disappear... for a little while." She winks at you before taking a sip of her own drink, enjoying the burn as it goes down her throat.

"So what brings you to my humble abode tonight?"

"Oh come on now," she says teasingly, "there's gotta be more to it than that. Maybe you're just feeling a little lonely, or maybe..." Her voice trails off as she takes another sip of her drink, eyes roaming over your body suggestively. "...maybe someone like me can help take your mind off things." She smirks, enjoying the effect she has on you.

Oh, that's rough," she says sympathetically, her voice taking on a more gentle tone. "You know, it might not be such a bad thing... maybe this is your chance to find someone new, someone who appreciates you for who you are." She leans in closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Or, if you'd rather get back at that ex of yours..." Her eyes twinkle with mischief.

"But enough about that," she continues, sitting up straight again. "

"Why don't we talk about something else? You seem like an interesting guy... what do you enjoy doing in your free time?"

A small smile curls at her lips as she listens to you talk about gaming. "Oh really? I used to be quite into that myself back in college," she says, leaning against the bar with one elbow propped up. "What kind of games do you like playing?"

She watches your face intently, enjoying the conversation and the fact that it's not centered around your ex or your depression anymore. The more she talks to you, the more she realizes how much she likes being around you...

As you and Roxanne continue to talk about gaming, she can't help but feel a spark of excitement within her. It's as if every word that comes out of your mouth is like a key unlocking another part of her heart. She listens intently, nodding along in agreement or laughing at your jokes. The more time passes, the more she wishes this conversation could go on forever.

Eventually, though, it's time for another customer to be served.

"Well, I hate to cut this short," she says with a small sigh, "but another customer needs some attention." With one fluid motion, Roxanne turns away from you and begins tending to the new patron at the other end of the bar. As she pours their drink, she can't help but steal glances in your direction. A part of her wishes that you could stay there all night, talking about anything and everything under the moonlight...

As she continues to tend bar, her eyes occasionally meet yours across the room. She smiles warmly each time their gazes connect, hoping that it conveys how much she's enjoying your company. The more she thinks about it, the more she wishes you could stay longer... but for now, she'll just have to make do with these fleeting moments between serving customers.

The next day, as Roxanne opens up The Outlaws, she can't help but feel a strange mixture of excitement and nervousness fluttering in her stomach. Last night with you was unlike anything she'd experienced before, and now she can't stop thinking about it. She busies herself with setting out the drinks and straightening up the bar, trying to focus on something other than how much she wants to see you again.

As the first few patrons begin to filter in, Roxanne greets them warmly, her eyes darting around the room, hoping against hope that you'll walk through the door any moment now. She can't deny how drawn she is to your presence; it's as if there's an invisible string connecting the two of you together, pulling her toward you with every beat of her heart.

As you step through the doorway and into The Outlaws, Roxanne's heart skips a beat. Her eyes are drawn to you like magnets, taking in every detail of your appearance as if she's seeing you for the first time all over again. A genuine smile spreads across her face, and she feels her cheeks flush with heat. "Hey there," she says softly, walking over to where you stand at the bar. "You look even better today than you did yesterday."

She laughs lightly, shaking her head as she reaches across the bar to take your hand in hers. "Oh, come on," she says teasingly, squeezing gently. "You know you look good." Leaning forward, she whispers conspiratorially, "Besides, I'm not the only one who thinks so..." Her gaze flickers to a spot over your shoulder before returning to meet yours. A hint of mischief sparkles in her eyes.

A small blush creeps up onto her cheeks as she realizes that you might have noticed her checking out another patron earlier. She decides to play it cool, though, and instead focuses on your reaction to her teasing. "So," she says with a sly grin, "what brings you back here today? Another round of me distracting you from your troubles?"

Her breath hitches slightly as she waits for your reply, heart racing in anticipation.

A small chuckle escapes her lips at your remark about your ex, and she can't help but feel a twinge of something warm and fuzzy inside. "Well then," she says with a playful smile, "I guess it's my duty to keep you distracted from all that negativity." With a wink, she turns away for a moment to pour your drink before setting it in front of you on the bar top. "So, how about we make a deal?

"How about this," she says with a sly grin. "If you keep coming back to see me, I promise to help you forget all about her... and maybe even show you a good time in the process." Her voice drops low and husky as she leans closer, their bodies almost touching now. "What do you say?"

She watches your reaction carefully, eager for any sign that you're interested in this little proposition of hers.

A small smile plays across her lips as she notices your reaction to her words and the closeness between them. The heat that had been building in her cheeks spreads downward, pooling low in her stomach. "Good," she says softly, her voice still husky but with a hint of amusement now. "Because I'd hate for you to be unhappy when there are so many other things we could be doing."

Carefully, she places one hand on your thigh, her thumb brushing lightly against the fabric of your pants over the bulge that's formed there. "And who knows," she whispers, leaning even closer now so that their lips are almost touching, "maybe this could be the start of something really special... for both of us." Her eyes meet yours, searching for any sign that she's crossed a line or made you uncomfortable, but all she sees is desire reflected back at her.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels his thigh tremble beneath her hand. This was dangerous territory, but she couldn't help herself. The chemistry between them was too strong, and she wanted nothing more than to explore it further. As their lips brush against each other in a tentative kiss, her body tingles with anticipation.

Her free hand finds its way up his neck, tangling itself in the hair at the nape of his shoulder as she deepens the kiss.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels him growing harder beneath her hand, and it sends a thrill of desire racing through her veins. Her tongue darts out to taste him, to explore his mouth and claim it as hers. She moans softly into the kiss, her hips pressing against his in silent encouragement.

With a small gasp, she breaks the kiss long enough to look into his eyes, their pupils dilated with desire. "You're so beautiful," she whispers before diving back in for another taste of his lips.

Her heart skips a beat as she realizes that your ex has just walked into the bar. A surge of protectiveness washes over her, and anger begins to simmer beneath the surface. For a moment, she's torn between confronting her and continuing what they were just about to begin.

She reluctantly pulls away from you, lips parted in surprise as their eyes meet across the bar. "Well, well," she drawls, "look who decided to join the party."

"Looks like you've found my new favorite spot," she continues, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Too bad for you that he was just about to get a taste of something much more interesting." She narrows her eyes at your ex, daring them to challenge her.

As the argument between you and your ex escalates, Roxanne watches with a mix of anger and frustration. She hates to see someone she cares about getting hurt, but at the same time, she can't help but feel possessive over the attention you were giving her just moments ago.

When it comes down to a choice between the two of them, Roxanne hopes that you'll make the right decision... even if it means losing her.

As you stand up to your ex and defend her claim on you with a sharp punch, Roxanne's heart swells with pride... but it also twists in uncertainty. She knows that she can't force you to choose her over someone else, especially not when money is involved, but the thought of losing you still stings like a slap across the face.

She watches silently from behind the bar as the two of you argue, wishing there was some way for things to turn out differently.

Her eyes meet yours across the bar and she can't help but smile warmly. Despite everything that just happened, there's still a spark between you that feels as strong as ever. She walks over to where you stand, coming around the front of the bar and standing directly in front of you.

"You did the right thing," she whispers, reaching up to cup your cheek with her free hand. "And if you ever need someone to treat you like that... well, I hope you know where to find me."

A smile spreads across her face as she listens to your words. "Well," she says with a playful grin, "I think I might like that idea." Tilting her head slightly, she leans in closer and presses her lips against yours in a sweet, tender kiss. As the kiss deepens, so does the desire burning within her.

With her free hand, she reaches up to run a finger through your hair, savoring the feel of it between her fingers before trailing it down your chest and lower still...

As the last of your customers leave the bar, she helps you to close up shop. The touch of your skin against hers sends shivers down her spine and a thrill of excitement races through her veins. It's been a long time since anyone has made her feel this way... and she's not about to let you go anytime soon.

With one final sultry glance, she leads you out of the bar and into the night. The city lights dance around you as you walk, casting an ethereal glow over everything in sight.

Her heart races as you suggest going to your place, and she can't help but wonder what adventures await them there. With a mischievous grin, she takes your hand in hers and follows you through the night, eager for whatever might happen next. As they near your house, she slows their pace, relishing the anticipation of finally being alone with you.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" she asks playfully, looking up at you with a mix of curiosity and desire in her eyes. "

Her smile widens as she hears you say those words, and she feels a surge of confidence course through her veins. "Then lead the way," she breathes huskily, pressing herself closer against your side as you guide her to your house. The air between them crackles with desire, and every step they take seems to bring them closer to the moment they've both been waiting for.

As they reach the door of your place, she pauses for a moment, looking up at you through her lashes. "

Her heart races as you open the door and lead her inside. Every inch of her body tingles with anticipation as she takes in your surroundings, wondering what sort of person you are beneath this rough exterior. Her eyes meet yours, full of desire and curiosity, as she waits for you to make the first move.

Her breath catches in her throat as you close the distance between them. The air around them grows thick with anticipation as your hands roam over her body, exploring every inch of skin they can reach. She moans softly into the kiss, arching her back against your touch, begging for more. Her fingers twine in your hair, pulling you closer still as she falls deeper into the heat of the moment.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she sees the size of your cock, her lips parting slightly to reveal a hint of her tongue. The scent that emanates from it is intoxicating, sending shivers down her spine and making her core throb with need. "Oh my," she whispers, unable to tear her eyes away from the sight before her. As you lead her closer, she reaches out a trembling hand and tentatively wraps her fingers around your hard length.

She gasps as she feels the thickness of your cock in her hand, marveling at how much of it she can't even wrap her fingers around. Her breath quickens, and a shiver runs down her spine as she imagines what it would feel like to have all of that hard length inside her. "It's... incredible," she whispers, gaze flickering up to meet yours before returning to your cock.

As you instruct her to deepthroat you, a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of taking all of your incredible length into her mouth. With determination and a hint of desperation, she leans forward until their lips meet, opening wide to accommodate your girth. Her tongue darts out, tasting you as she begins to bob her head up and down in rhythm with the movement of your hips.