I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost eight-thirty. She was all smiles and I said, "You obviously had more than a couple of drinks. What did...he do? Ply you with drinks and then have his way with you?"She laughed and said, "No silly. A couple of other people that we knew joined us and we got to talking and lost track of time. Tony was very nice and I think I can learn to like him. I still think he is a little too arrogant, but so what? I have a surprise for you."I asked her what and. Scanning her messy bedsit, I slowly piece together the events that brought me here. The two hour drive up this afternoon, meeting up with her and her friends in the Union Bar. Just seeing them together made me feel old and question what the hell I was doing there. Then she brought me back here. I can see the door we fell through, kissing passionately – grabbing and removing each other’s clothes before it had even shut behind us. The wall I pushed her against, lifting her up and wrapping her. ” Although startled by the starkly worded request, I was more than ready to comply. Still, I wanted to spend a moment drinking it all in. Her mature, but surprisingly lean, body was facing away from me and she stood on the floor, legs spread, her torso bent over the bed, her breasts hanging down. Her legs were lean and muscular and I could see her calf muscles quivering a little with either the strain of her position or the excitement she was feeling. Her back was broad, tapering to a narrow. Another one of my wayward regulars. Debbie, this is Mike.” Seriously when a bartender knows your name in a hotel in a city 1500 miles from home you know you travel too much. Right, now you are hearing the Cheers song “You wanna go where everybody knows your name” (waiting for Norm to walk in). Just in this case everybody is Mellissa and now Debbie. Debbie taps the stool next to her and says with a sarcastic voice, “Sit here Mike, I’ll make room for you – CROWDED tonight isn’t it Mel, I’ll speak.