After staying like that for 30 seconds or so, she pulled her pants back up, refastened them, and resumed her seat on my sofa."What the hell do you thi...k you were doing just now?" I asked this question in a somewhat agitated voice. Visions of my being arrested and charged with all manner of lewd and lascivious felonies floated inside my shocked and benumbed brain."I don't need your charity, asshole, I can pay for my own beer." Her words seemed to imply that she believed that she had somehow. The thirsty ones are here to sweat so they can drink more beer.’ That earned me a finger from her as she left, and another laugh from those standing close. It was true that the air conditioning had broken down a few days earlier, and with a hundred degrees F in the shade outside it was close to unbearable inside. I had been told that this was the only place that still had some space though, the other bars were packed with people. Those who wanted a beer this side of Christmas came to me. We have three males restrooms and three female restrooms I was occupying the closest one to my room on a day that most teachers were out of the building on professional development. As soon as I unzipped I heard the door open when I looked into the mirror I noticed my girl enter smiling before I could say anything pointed down and flashed the gray stocking foot in a sexy ass shoe, I immediately felt the monster stirring. As I tried to recover from the impact of this moment she closed and. "I'm also angry with myself because I don't know anything about you, except you make my heart go pity-pat when you flash your boyish smile at me. I haven't even asked you any personal questions about your life overall, which at the very least is rude, and at worse should make you wonder if I care about you at all. I don't know if you have any brothers or sisters or even where you live when you're not visiting Phoenix. You obviously aren't poor, not if you're willing to spring for the Wrigley.