It’ll be the first time I’ve had a date with the Club. We got downstairs just at the exact time I’d set up with Marie for dinner. Everything was...on the table and Marie was ready to go home. She knew that something was up because my hair was down long, and I had on a pair of my 6-inch heels. I never wore my hair that way unless someone was coming over. However, she didn’t know who or why. Eventually she figure it out or discover it accidently. I was sure when that happened, I get a big lecture. Our work uniforms were all black. Black dress shirts, black slacks, black shoes. The pants were the best thing for my rear. They made my booty really stand out. My ass became a target for my co-workers. There was barely enough room behind the bar for two people to walk through, so it became a thing for the guys to rub their dicks on my cheeks as they squeezed by, and the girls to give it a pinch. My butt was like a good luck charm, everyone had to touch it when they worked.This particular. But I'm sure she is most likely still shacked up with her new man, and finding that she still was would probably kill me.Being millionaire does have its disadvantages; I seem to be a magnet for gold diggers. Now that can be an advantage if I am in the mood for a little sex. But I am not interested in getting shacked up permanently with another woman. Angeline was my one love.There is one woman that I do see on a regular basis. She is one of our sales reps.Funny that! Our salesmen are salesmen.. By the time we got there, it was a real brawl. Most of the fighting stopped once we showed up inside, but two males was still goin' at it.My partner Rico and I tried to separate 'em, then the guy I grabbed went for my gun. I got him in a judo hold and he went limp. He was dead by the time the Paramedics got there. Turns out, he was the City Council Chairpersons nephew, so in no time the Police Department fired Rico and I. Excessive force they said. The Medical Examiner said an overdose, not.