At the night club, drinking.. A girl bumped into me while she tried hitting on me while drunk.. Accidentally spilling my drink.. “Fils de pute!” I said, Then looking at her, I smirked. ‎ “Ma chérie..” I called her, knowing damn well my drink was wasted because of her bumping into me. “Oh, how beautiful you are, My dear.” She was.. much much younger.. ‎ Maybe Twenty or Ten years younger? I mean.. I am Forty-five after all.. how time has passed so quickly.. “What’s your name, My dear?” I asked her. “You know, Ma chérie..” ‎ “For bumping into me, You know you have to pay me back for my drink you made me spill..” I said, licking my lips. “But who knows? I might just let you of the hook if you do me a little favor..”