X is for Xenia

"You're being stupid, Xenia. This is your chance to make a move on him!" she hissed.

She could see I was hot for James. And with the way the guy looked, anyone would want to be shagged by someone like him. OK then, straight or not, it was worth a try. I took a deep breath and took another shot of my gin.

"Do I look OK? Slutty enough?"

Yolanda just grinned.

"Well, Xenia my dear, let's see. Shoes - too high, skirt - way too short, tits - positively massive, nails and lips - way too red, almost feral. Yes, you'll do, definite totally slutty man-hunter. So get hunting!"

I raised myself from the stool and walked past Zelda and towards where James was standing at the bar with a few friends.

"Hi there James!" I said, almost shouting through the loud disco music.

James was caught off guard, looking around to see where the voice came from. From the way he looked towards me, it seems my sister didn't really know where he was at the moment. His eyes finally rested on me, and I gulped in some air. I saw his eyes travel all the way from my sky-high stilettos up to my short leather skirt and to my halter top that revealed my cleavage.

"Er - Xenia, what you doing here?" he asked.

I was very gratified. OK so he was a bit tipsy but he'd remembered enough to know that when 'Xenia' went out on the town it was Xenia and not Geoff. I think he'd also worked out that introducing me as 'Geoff' would cause complications with his friends.

"I should be asking you that question."

The gin was having an effect, I was up for a bit of teasing. He laughed nervously, while three of his friends were eyeing me curiously. He introduced me to Peter and Mark and Freddie, and then pulled me away to avoid any more of their questions. Besides, one of the guys was already studying my big realistic-looking boobs.

"Xenia, don't tell Sandra, okay? I told her I was going to play some snooker with the guys but I didn't know they were coming here."