She comes back and we all do a few more shots and before we know it, its time to leave.He has had way to much to drink so we give him a ride home. In ...he car on the way home he sticks his hand up from the back seat and sticks his hand down her shirt, rubbing her size D tits. She giggles, I smile. I pass his exit (on purpose) “guess your coming home with us”We get home, put into the lot and both Rich and I have to pee. Jessica goes to the house while Rich and I pee on the side of the house I. That wasn't the Alice she knew. Maybe Alice was being recalibrated or something.A figure rippled in the air and appeared sitting astride Francine. Her red hair was braided, her green eyes sparkled, her red lips glistened. A low throaty chuckle filled Francine's comms."Alice, the sneaky bitch had gotten herself on board the fighter, but why?" The thought flashed into Francine's mind.The onboard gravity systems started to press down on Francine, something was sitting very heavily on her crotch.. That was the jersey I wore as well, as big a fan as I was. After some more eye balling of her, I was saddened to go home knowing she and the Knicks had lost. I sighed, walking out of the stadium. I needed something after all that eye balling of her. So, as all men do, they go to the nearest bar. Well, at least in my day and age. I sighed and sat at the counter, atop one of the stools. A commercial played on the screen of the TV above. ‘Make sure to tune into the 2023 NBA Playoffs! Beginning. She agreed and I went to pick a song. When I found the right one, I took her by the hand and led her to the floor.The bar went quiet. Well, as quiet as a bar can really get. A eyes were on us as the music started.We sang 'its your love' by Tim McGraw and Faith Hill, finishing to a round of applause. We went back to where Carl was with tonight's girlfriend and finished our drinks."You should sing something by yourself." He said over someone else's song."No way. Not here. If I embarrass.