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    Computers, Conferences and Kisses

    ‘Another busy night’ Tarathought to herself as the crowd flowed through the door. She had been working the bar at the Noxon Hotel for the past 2 years. Her real passion was art and she had moved to California to try and ‘make it’ as an artist, so far she had sold one picture, hardly the thing dreams are made of.

    Tonight was the Christmas party of a local company, well, they had started of locally and after a few alterations in the management had spanned the nation. They sold computer components and offered training and installation of the latest technologies, or so Tara believed. Her computer knowledge spanned as far as writing emails and just about managing to surf the net without too many hassles.
    She rolled her eyes as the first handful of people entered the room, the men in their 40’s were your typical nerds who never grew out of the stereotype. They looked so out-of-place in the plush hotel bar that she couldn’t help but smile. 

    Two of the men sauntered over to the bar and sat heavily on the stools. “Two cokes please.” The older of the two men said, fixing Tara in his sights. “Coming right up.” She replied and flashed him a smile as she fixed his drinks.

    As the rest of the party entered, her co-worker for the evening, a tall, handsome man called Vince arrived. “Late as usual.” She said as he ducked behind the bar.

    Vince was the kind of guy who’d be late to his own funeral, but you could never be mad at him for long. He had the rugged good looks worthy of any actor and his charm and charismatic nature had bedded many a woman…. Except Tara. He had been trying to seduce his way into her pants since he started but she remained immune to his flirting.

    “Hey, you love me really!” he said trying to look hurt as he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her fondly on the cheek. Shrugging him off, she indicated to a group of men who were waiting at the end of the bar. “Go. Serve!” she told him, playfully flicking him in the ***** with a towel as he turned. “I’m going for my break.

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