Allen pulled them out of his closet andplaced them on the floor before it. As he braced himself against thewall, Allen slipped his feet into each of ...he heels.After getting both shoes onto his feet, Allen walked out of his bedroom.As his heels clicked on the wood floor of the hallway, Allen made hisway into his bathroom to put on his makeup. Allen started with greeneye shadow to match his dress before proceeding to add eyeliner andmascara to further dress up his eyes. Allen put away the. Marcy was the wife of our general manager and she was pissed at her drunken husband and she was showing her anger by flirting with Mark and me. When we danced with her she would press her ample breasts into our chests and press her leg into our hard ons and then smile wickedly at us. Even though I didn't think I could get her away from the party and her husband I decided to dance her into a dark corner and see if I couldn't set up something for another time.When the band started the next set I. "I'm fine, I just can't sing tonight, that's all," I tell him, my voicenot giving any indication of problems."OK, it's your show now," and Jerry leaves the stage. I proceed to getthe books and request forms ready as Jerry opens the club for theevening.... The wind was blowing harder than I can ever remember andonly the most devoted, or the most insane came out that night. Thereason I know the wind was blowing so hard was one of the regulars,Melinda deGrey came in and had the door ripped right. TK can’t see clearly through the satin blindfold and the dim lighting, all he could make out of Mel was she’s only slightly taller than Lady Irene with long permed hair and slender long legs. And she reeked of alcohol. Her voice somehow was familiar to him.?Hey Lady! Let me show you what’s a real knocker!? Johnny grab Mel’s waist from behind and threw themselves onto the bed. They began frolicking in front of TK and Lady Irene.?Hi pupp, Meet Johnny & Mel. I met them in our regular pub and hit.