The woman in the booth almost laughed at us when we asked for tickets. Apparently, it had sold out hours earlier. My first thought was to return home ...nd watch a movie on the small screen. But my friend had something else in mind. We had gotten all dressed up and she claimed it would be a waste to just head home. That was how she convinced me to make a pit stop at the bar that stood less than a block from the theatre. I am not exactly what you would call a bar kind of girl. I do not. " Why don't you come on over and we'll watch some TV." Good, I've been having trouble with my damn cable". He plopped himself down on the couch while Jason got him a beer."Hey, your cable's worse than mine". He kept flipping past channel after channel of static, then suddenly-"Hey, you guys get the Playboy Channel- cool!" He watched intently as the semi-naked bimbos cavorted on screen."What's your ideal woman, George?" Jason asked."Well, she's got to be a porn star with big knockers. Fucks. She mentioned that travel was hectic, and she felt good to be back in the city. While she was talking to me, she suddenly moved one of her hand to her pussy area over the cloth and kept pressing it with her hand. I think she was in real rush to go, and I was keeping her from it by chatting to her. This movement and sudden position of her hand sent shivers in my body. I started watching her hand rather than her face. She looked at me and realized that I was noticing her. She asked me if she. Guys were buying them drinks all night long. She is in her mid 30's, but looks much younger. She caught the attention of one young man who bought her a shot of Redbull and cherry vodka (cherry bomb). She drank one with him and he asked if he could buy her another. She said yes and he smiled and got another round. He appeared to be low 20's. The music was very loud and as they talked they had to lean in towards each others ear. She was listening to him ask her if she wanted another shot, and as.