Nor was the endless loop of Buck Owens helping. No pleasantries were exchanged with other patrons. I was like a ghost, unseen and only heard annoyingl... like the faint buzzing of a mosquito inside the ear canal. Despite being a semi-regular I always felt as out of place here as Homer Simpson at a Mensa convention. I motioned to my favorite barmaid, Lisa. She's my favorite because she laughs at my lame-ass jokes and tolerates my even lamer flirting. The gorgeous brunette also doesn't giggle when. Stranger:"Hey there sweet thing, this guy bothering you?"Stacy:"No I'm fine, my husband here is just being a little pussy, that's all."As the two strangers laughed at her response, one of the guys decides to make his move.Stranger Two:"Well shit, I'm Tom and my dark skinned brother over here is Leroy." If you're husband's not being much of a man tonight, why not let us show you a good time istead?"Stacy:"Mmm, you getting fresh with me honey?" I tell you what, I wanna dance!" Come on Tom, let's. I generally used to chat on rediff where i found her on one of the rooms and started chatting for 1 hour on the same day and at last when I was logging out I asked for her mobile number and she gave me at a single request.But at that time I had no sexual intention on her as it was just a first day of our chat. I used to call her up and used to discuss on more things but our minds were never went into sexual intentions we thought to meet sometime, we did meet and went out for a movie and later. I knew my wife would be mad if I was buzzed, but what the hell, it was Friday. We stopped on the way to buy a six-pack of beer and a pint of Jack Daniels. I was slightly leery of this because of a possible DUI getting home, but also because I get a little crazy on the hard stuff and am liable to do anything. Jim was driving and pulled into a little remote parking spot surrounded on 3 sides by trees maybe 50 feet away. We toked and joked awhile, chasing swigs of Jack with cold beer, and my.