.". she said. "And you are?"Jack, said I. If you ARE Chanel, we've been chatting online for a while. If you're not, then you still smell amazing.That'... the worst chat-up line I've heard in a very, very long time, she said. But go back to the bar, get a bottle of Pol Roger and come back here, and maybe you can redeem yourself. And I'll tell you how to speak to a real lady, like me.Champagne bought, I went over and sat opposite her, admiring her beautiful eyes and wondering if I could hope to sit. You and I both know that you aren't that guy and it's a crying shame because in all other respects you are the kind of guy I want." So how long have I got?" A couple of weeks, a month or maybe two. I haven't met him yet, but he is out there."I actually made it three and a half more before she told me that she had found my replacement. I wished her well and moved on with my life.The next girl I hooked up with was also a stew low on the seniority pole. I went through the same kind of relationship. She is trying to push him away but he is obviously excited by the feel of his stubby hard cock against her pantyhose encased face."Stop struggling bitch" he gasps, "This cock is going back in your mouth, and you are going to suck it; just like Michele is going to suck Frank's."I am immediately stunned. I am not gay and have never sucked a cock in my life. I then turn and see Frank's throbbing cock in front of my face. He is leering down at me, "that's right honey," you've got my cock to worry. ”“Well, this bar is down this road. Just down to the left past Hamilton Street,” I told her while motioning. “That’s where my hotel is,” she said with that soft, ethereal voice. “Looks like I have a place to go tonight. I just hope I find it.”This could be my shot. I decided to embrace the moment.“Well, I could take you there,” I said.She looked back at me with those piercing eyes. “Please,” she said. I moved my hand out and led her the way. We walked out of the shore as I picked up my towel..