Stirr. Garnish with slice of kiwi. That sounds really good’ He laughed at the drink card I was looking at. ‘I have so many highballers it’s not ...unny and over 200 shot glasses.’ ‘Highballers?’ ‘High ball glass, most drinks are mixed in them.’ ‘Oh ok.’ I giggled at him thinking how odd it was that he knew all of this and I didn’t. We talked more about different drinks and what he likes and what he thought I would like. ‘What do you think would be the first thing you would give me at th bar?’ I. SO HE STRAPPED ME NAKED TO A TREE AND STARTED TIEING ME UP AND BOUNDING MY LARGE BREASTS AND RAN THE ROPE DOWN BETWEEN MY LEGS AND NOTICED I WAS SOAKED AND HE LOOKED UP AT ME AND SAID MISTRESS I AM SO SORRY TO HAVE EXCITED YOU AND I SAID OH YOU HAVE NO IDEA GET YOUR PICTURES BOY BECAUSE AFTER THAT YOU WILL BE ALL MINE AND HE GRABBED OUR CAMERAS AND BEGAN TAKING HIS PICTURES FROM ALL ANGLES AND THEN HE SAID IM DONE MISTRESS AND RELEASED ME AND THE GAMES WERE ON. I WENT INTO MY CAR TRUNK AND. The bartender gave him $15 in change and handed him a suspiciously yellow brew in a middling size mug. Brendan took a tentative sip of the weak drink, wondering if he had just wasted a good chunk of his fun money. The room was fairly quiet because the others around the bar weren't really talking. Mostly they stared at the TV on a shelf high up in a corner of the room showing a basketball game. Occasionally someone would comment after a play, but that was the only talk.Brendan finished his beer.. Bending over and kissing her he could smell the sour smell of someone unwashed. ‘Hi sweetheart…..are you hungry?’ She didn’t answer him, or even turn her face towards him to acknowledge his presence. Trying to ignore her pointed rudeness he walked over towards the kitchen telling her he was going to make something to eat for them. The only noise was from the television blaring out and his own pounding headache starting to form behind his eyes. Later placing the bowl of pasta in front of her on.