"How you doing back there, son," I asked him."I'm Ok, mom, how are you feeling?" "I like what I'm feeling," I answered him. "Are your arms getting tir...d where you have them?" Yea, it's a little uncomfortable," Here try this to see if it feels better," I said as I took a hold of both of his hands and placed them on my bare thighs. "Is that better?" Yea, that's a lot better."I looked down. When I put his hands high on my thighs, I put them palms down. His thumbs were resting on the inside of my. I was in charge of adult bar and with soda pitchers on the tables for the kids, needless to say I wasn't very busy and knew it was going to be a slow night. But it just so happened to be Pauline's 22nd birthday.So she came over and started to flirt as she did with all the other guys. But I said to her, "I am not making any money tonight so lets at least do some shots for your birthday." She thought about it for a few seconds before answering, "Okay but you need to make them sweet since I don't. Sometimes. It’s just, I don’t want to go there…it’s not who I am anymore…’ ‘But…’ ‘Never again. If you loved me you’d understand. Leave it alone.’ James was hurt, far more than he allowed himself to show to Samantha or to anyone else in the outside world. He didn’t understand. Sex and touching and making love was supposed to be fun, a natural part of all relationships. Why would she open herself up to these assholes and then close herself off to the man who was committed to her? James fumed for. The only problem was, her huge ass was right there. I could feel myself getting hard. I got up and ran to the bathroom before she could notice."Matt! Where did you go?!" She called down the hall."I'm.. uh... in here! But don't come in!" I called to her from my bedroom. I was trying to get rid of my boner before she could notice. All of a sudden I hear the door knob turn. I frantically looked for something to cover up myself with. Right then she walked in."Oh my God!! What are you doing?!" She.