Most of the men seemed to be of what I was looking for (gay).I went to the bar, ordered a beer and looked around for prospects. I noticed a nicely dre...sed man checking me out, so I walked over to him and introduced myself. His name was Dave and he told me he thought that I looked good. I thanked him and said I thought he looked really hot. He asked if I had ever been here before and I told him no but I heard that it was a nice place. Dave and I talked and drank beer for a couple of hours when. I need someone who understands my need to continue fighting the struggle for the working classes, who isn’t part of the establishment, and who’s just as committed as I am to see social justice in this country.The times we had together, the experiences we shared, I will always treasure them, but it’s time for me to move on. I trust you will understand; you have to know that there is someone else who is the right person for you.You will always be special in my heart, and I thank you for being my. I'd driven past the place many times, and I'd always been intrigued by it, and I wanted to go inside and see for myself what it was like; but I'd always driven on past each time I'd initially thought I'd go in---except finally, on a very hot and humid summer day in 1981, I pulled into the dusty gravel parking lot and, with my heart pounding in my chest and neck, I walked in through the front door!The first thing that I noticed about the place was the heavy aroma of cigarette smoke. The place. Hubby was over an hour away and could not quickly ride to my rescue. So I started thinking of who I could call to come and get me, especially considering my current state of naughtiness, when I heard a throaty big block engine coming up fast behind me. The green 1970 Mach 1 with black racing stripes geared way down and I locked eyes with the driver as he passed me. He looked like a guy who had gone to high school with me. He finally stopped, then backed down the road, parked in front of me, and.