Most who know her know she always dresses to kill, tonight was no exception. She was wearing a red skirt with a white sheer blouse thigh high tan stoc...ings with her red 5" heels, damn she looked sexy. She was made up just right and still had her long brown hair. Anyway we get there and some guys were already there of course and they had someone to make the drinks as she would just serve them. I know most of you are already thinking that she knew what was coming but she honestly was just serving. The few post-graduate years we lived in the city, I knew Ariel was somehow unhappy, and I never made a discouraging noise when she felt obliged to fly down and see her family every few months. I didn't go, and I never presumed to tell her no. Soon after we returned from her mother's funeral Ariel began expressing displeasure at living in the city. And when she finally began making noises about being home-sick, there was no question of divorce. Though I really didn't want to leave the city,. There was people inside so i kind of waited till there was the mininum customers and when that happen i quickly walked inside. the anxiety, pleasure, and excitement were of the roof. but i knew i had to do it. no turning back. so i went inside and avoided the front desk were the worker womans were. by the way all the workers there were females, so made it more thrilling. so i went and grab a movie and walked around. being in public with my tight jeans was a beautiful feeling. i wish i was. ' I argued, not wanting to seem to old, dirty old. 'I guess you could say, I bring experience with me.''Experience?' She said taking my glass from my hand, 'experience in what way?' her voice becoming more playful.'Life, love,' I paused before adding 'the ladies.'Having placed the glasses on a nearby cabinet, she then ran her small delicate hand down the length of my t.shirted chest.'So, would you offer me the benefit of your experience?' her hand fell upon the button of my jeans, and I felt my.