My cock was getting hard as rock, as I watched his fingers inching their way toward her hot, waiting pussy! The bar was dimly lit, and no one was payi...g attention except me. The man had his back to me, so he didn’t even realize I was there. An old fashion jukebox a few feet from them provided enough light for me to see what was going on under the bar, and fortunately the booth I had chosen was only a few feet away giving me a very clear view. I couldn't hear them very well at first, because of. Oh, Jesus... has Beth done this before? Regular people naked, the man said... oh my god! NO! Not Beth! Not my Beth!Frantically Ken looked around the room mentally planning an escape plan and route when Beth, now fully asleep, arose from her chair and was escorted off stage by Darlene, the hypnotist's assistant.Ken's heart sank. His rescue had been thwarted already. Then he remembered the red dress... a woman left and returned in a red dress.The woman in the red see-through dress... Beth. We dried each other off and slipped into our pantys, then crowded up toan open sink to brush our teeth. I know the excitement of the situationhad not just myself but a few others sporting erections. And then add ontop of that the fact it was encased in satin pantys surrounded by otherteen girls, well I just hoped it went down soon so I didn't getembarrassed."Denise, is this the first time you've had a communal shower?" asked LisaFranks."Y, Yes," I stammered.She pressed herself against my back. I keep it tied up and usually don blue jeans and a black tee. Simple. I often come to Patrick’s Bar, it’s an Irish influenced bar in the middle of Alberta. I’m quite the regular, but then so is mostly everyone that you see at Patrick’s. I found this place in my early 20’s in the hopes that I’d find the woman I’d been longing for, for so long. But no luck. So here I was, on a cold November night, sitting at my same chair at the bar, drinking my Guinness and watching the regulars find some girls.