So she decided that after some liquid courage she would be into trying this with our favorite bartender, who was a black guy around 35 years old or so... So, after three frozen margaritas it was time to go to the bathroom and come back out with those tits out of the bathing suit, I couldn't wait to see them, it was killing me. Instead she comes from the bathroom and hands me her bikini top and says I don't think I'll be needing this the rest of the day. When the bartender came back to get her. ‘What are you doing?’ She reached for his tee shirt. ‘I’ve been dying to see what you look like naked,’ she said removing his tee shirt. She traced his scars and bullet wounds with her fingers before kissing each one. ‘Are all of these from battle.’ ‘Pretty much,’ he said. ‘These two are knife wounds are from a late, night bar fight in Bangkok when I was young and dumb and thought I was invincible,’ he said laughing. ‘Nothing has changed with you,’ she said. ‘I was just about to say that, as I. Before he could stop himself, he thought the same thing he always thought when he saw her: [God, you have a hot body.] Alyssa blinked, as if something suddenly occurred to her, and then she seemed to give Alan a closer look. She smiled at him, pulling a lock of hair away from her face. ‘Hi Alan,’ she said. ‘It’s been a while. How are you?’ ‘Not bad,’ he said, hoping she didn’t look too closely at his pants. ‘Just glad the work day is almost over.’ Alyssa nodded. ‘Yeah, about that. I was. I had to head home to collect my mobile phone that I had forgotten before I headed to the shops.As I drove along I noticed Suzy walking along the footpath. I stopped beside her and commented on the hotness of the day, and asked her if she needed a ride somewhere. She was walking to her home - she was pissed off with Gabe and the relationship was on its last legs.I found out that she lived near the shops that I was heading to. I explained that I needed to collect my mobile phone and then I could.