Maybe it’s timing. Maybe it’s a total lack of testicular fortitude. The opportunity comes and it goes ... That’s more or less what I expected as...I entered the ethnic foods aisle.She picked me up from the far end and we came at one another like a couple of fighters on an attack run, strafing. I eyeballed her fingers -- thick, like the rest of her, and not bearing any rings at all -- and she watched me like a hawk, catching the move and recognizing it for what it was. Neither of us looked at a. When I was told to open my eyes and stand up I saw that thegirls had covered a section of the floor with the right hand side pile ofclothes. On top of the laid out clothes were 4 bowls, each containing aclear golden yellow liquid that I knew was urine. Next to the bowls was ajug filled with the same liquid and an alcohol shot glass. Lined up nextto the pile of clothing was a slipper, a ruler, a cane, a cat o' 9 tails,a rolled up newspaper and a belt.They explained the game, which they called. She puts her hand up behind his head and pulls him closer, so not to beak the kiss. The touch of his lips on hers sends flames of desire throughout her body. Like always when he visits, she could not resist the lure of forbidden love that he brings, knowing full well that her husband could return at any minute and find them together.As he slowly breaks the kiss, all the remaining will power she had to resist his charm disappears and she surrenders fully to him. His fingers slowly sides down her. The man needs to get with the program. He can’t just mope around forever. Ain’t no woman worth that much pain,” he said.“You guys gonna run a tab, or am I just gonna continue to collect for each separate round,” said Jackie.“Yeah, yeah run one,” said Henry, “we’re gonna to be here a while.” The girl nodded, turned, and noted their choice on the pad by the register behind the bar. She meandered her way down the bar and got them their second round.“Yeah, he does have to get it together. You did.