“Lets go back and shout somepool,” I said taking her by the hand and leading her backto the poolroom with me.I racked up and told her to b...eak wanting to see her bendover the table. She did just that bending over with thecue in hand her large breasts almost touching the greencloth, her skirt riding up revealing the tops of herblack stockings and her chunky legs.The boys where all looking down the bar into the poolroomtrying to catch a glimpse. On her second shot I. "So you've given up on getting me to lunch?" she asked with a grin."Right now I am, I'm a bit of a public figure right now and I don't want you to get in trouble," I said. "Maybe we can have dinner sometime soon at my condo, it's a secure building so no one will be able to get in to photograph us." You're right, being seen with you would ruin my career here," she said. "I think I'll admire you from afar, at least while you're a student of mine." Unfortunately, I have to agree Miss Hiller," I. “Sweetie, is there anything I can do to help? I’m a pretty smart guy, sometimes.”“Can you be a bartender?”“Nope. But I know a lot of bartenders. Hey, you must know people as well. Can you hire a bartender from another bar to come in for some extra hours? I mean don’t try to steal them from their bar, but see if there are a few who could fill in one day here and one day there.”“I hadn’t thought of that.”“I bet you anything that if you called the managers from the bars that are in the pub crawl. He clears his throat. “Goodbye Chanel,” he says, grabs his jacket and leaves. Half way through my day at work, I find a text from Ethan, and like the girl I am, my stomach knots in excitement. Remember how I said I wanted to see you later? Reads the message. Yes? I keep it short and slip away for lunch. While I’m in line to purchase my food, my phone beeps again. Well, I had forgotten of other plans I made. He confesses, and my twisted stomach drops a little. That’s ok, I’ll see you another.