Just big enough to hold about ten tables that seated four people comfortably. The bar ran around the room in an L-shape. Doubt started to set in him...again. There were quite a few people in the bar tonight. Friday nights at Shakey's Dive appeared to be a happening place. It looked like many of the people in the bar were couples. Some were on dates, others were with friends and other couples. Nobody had looked in direction since he walked through the door. He was feeling a bit overwhelmed. Like whenever he hugged her from behind, he always managed to cup a breast and rub his crotch against her ass cheeks….but Kim always reacted in a good-natured way. She’d let him hug her for a few seconds, even letting him occasionally squeeze her boobs, before deftly moving away with a smile. Brad and Kim moving into their own house reduced the opportunities for Glenn to cop a feel, but he still managed to do it whenever they were at family functions or just visiting.Kim’s sister, Teri, was a. Her kids hate her, but dote on her every whim. She makes frequent demands on their time, which they can only fulfill by giving up all their time with their own spouses. She has money, which she never spends, and she holds the possibility of getting an inheritance over their heads, clubbing them with her 'Will' at every opportunity. You and I both know all the money will go to the fucking cats, but her stupid kids, blinded by greed, haven't figured that out yet. Besides, she will probably. Tense, Aria's hands clasp in a ball over the front of her skirt, pressing down towards the warmth. She imagines the young woman's thighs gliding past her ears and her face colliding with that pink stripe. With a stiffened tongue, she stuffs the flimsy material inside her.The taste of blood punctures Aria's reverie. Apparently, she was biting her a little too hard. It's her stop anyway—and Pink Panties' too, it would seem. Aria loses sight of her as the groaning crowd engulfs them.The next train.