I heard the cops had arrested a few guys for indecent public behaviour, so I phoned a friend to see if he could recommend somewhere less dangerous. He...told me of a place that was new but very quite as word hadn't got round yet. I decided to see if anyone was there. It was about an hour drive and I arrived just gone midnight.I parked up and there was just one other car there. I got out of my car and walked round to see if any action was taking place in the field or bushes and found nothing. I. Honestly, Brian was interested in helping her make a sale but he wasn't about to show her how interested he was.After about ten minutes, Brian said, "Tina, this is all well and good, but it's getting late in the day." When Tina heard this she pleaded, "Mr. Barnes, do you think we could pick this up tomorrow? I can leave some brochures and pricing with you."He could sense her desperation so he replied, "I'll tell you what. Why don't we go to the bar across the street, have a drink, and talk. I could hear a lot of voices, both men and women, mostly talking about me. They were saying things like, "Wow, look at this bitch," and "Oh yeah, look at her tits."My blind fold was removed and I found myself standing in the middle of large room that had a bar along one wall, pool tables against another, and tables with chairs and couches scattered everywhere. There were perhaps 10 or 12 men and 3 women standing around looking at me. They were all dressed and they looked rough. It seemed like. Right now she felt the freedom of a nudist, and with no one watching, not even the viewer who would be viewing this later, she ran her hands up and down her body, caressing her curves with a casual sexiness of a lap dancer earning her keep.The final line gravelly growled, and with Jacks voice hanging in the air, Katie played the air guitar, stomping her feet to the beat in a marching style, her head nodding like a metal fan, her hair dancing like a fire. She strummed the final chord and bent.