And was very stylishly dressed when she arrived… and hell those shoes she had on must have cost more than everything i arrived wearing put together�...� has gone from sobbing to sobbing and mumbling words i can not understand… words i am not really interested in hearing… her long… artificially blond hair is in rats tails and her mascara which was obviously not as waterproof as the packaging implied is more than half way down her face and the black smears on the backs of her hands match the. My job was to serve drinks and keep the girls happy. As the night progressed they started to enjoy ordering me around and commenting on my various body parts. I work out regularly and I'm in pretty good shape, so my wife obviously enjoyed showing me off. As my wife had commanded, I was wearing tight jeans and a tight T-shirt, there was not much to hide. As I was bending down to pick up some empty glasses from the table one of her friends started squeezing my butt and commenting on its firmness.. ”“I’m here now to talk to you.”“I had wanted a quiet meal. Since I’m denied that, I will return hungry to my room.” I started walking away. He grabbed my left arm pulling me hard. Through gritted teeth, I said, “Remove you hand from me. Do it now.”My waiter came to me. “Sir, is this man bothering you?”“Yes. I’m attempting to leave for my room without eating because of his unwanted advances. I’m now being assaulted.”The waiter held up four fingers pointing to Gogan. Immediately, more servers. .. "On the dancefloor??" I thought.. "I want you now!!", she continued and I felt her hand caressing my pants... "Not here", I said, way to many spectators..." "Let's go then", she said, and she took.off immideately. "Don't we need to tell the others we're gone?" I asked. "Now", she said, looking at me with a fierce look on her face. I looked at her... "Really??" "Yes, really !!" she responded and I didn't really know what to expect... She guided me outside, then took my hand and told me to.