A large woman, wearing a sleeveless sundress, walked into a bar in Dublin. She raised her right arm, revealing a huge hairy armpit as she pointed to a...l the people sitting at the bar and asked, "What man here will buy a woman a drink?"The bar went silent as the patrons tried to ignore her.But down at the end of the bar, an owl-eyed drunk slammed his hand down on the counter and bellowed, "Give the ballerina a drink!"The bartender poured the drink, and the woman chugged it down. She turned to. ' That is really smart."Shawna had shown up and brought out a couple of her bikes that she had made for some of the team members. She told me she had picked up five more orders. I guess there is still some money out there, even with the recession.I was watching Phil say goodbye to one of the last teams and went to all the sales people and congratulated them for a good job. I told them that their numbers would show the success of this show very soon. I said goodbye to Phil and Tiny and headed. He did know one thing however, she couldn't be trusted. This was something he would have to overcome if he wanted the information he desperately desired though. She held the key and he had to pry it from her hands if it was the last thing he did. She alone knew who he had once been, who the real identity of that man was, and probably more. He needed to speak to her more than anything else. When the door was finally unlocked it was Louise who walked into the room with a large tray piled high. She felt supremely powerful and suffused with sexual energy. She hopped out of bed and grabbed her hand mirror. She hopped back on the bed and used the mirror to look at her pussy. It glistened with her juices. She opened her lips and gazed at the beauty of her sex. Her clit was now rock hard and peeped out from it's fleshy hood. She could understand why all the men worshiped her pussy. It was beautiful. Ellen felt very horny. She picked up her mobile phone and typed a message, "The wood. One.