" "It's an hour from closing time and you guys have been striking out since it opened. You're fed up and just left. Am I right?" Um. No, no. That's no... it. Nobody was there who met our standards and we just decided to leave" he said with an unsure voice like a k** with his hand in a cookie jar."And you my lady," said the other young man with an air of confidence, "meet our standards. Just the type of lady we are looking for." Lady" was emphasized to make sure he knew I knew what I most likely. If I am being honest Jane had always been a confident girl, and I wouldn’t have been at all surprised if the whole initial discussion was first raised due to her, and her naughty twinkle she often had in her eye. Jane leaned over to John and whispered into his ear. A smile forming on his lips. “Sounds perfect babe” John and Jane had once confided in me, that they had fantasised about being watched while playing, with the other guy wanking whilst watching them, and Jane had just come up with an. In a few minutes, she was back, wearing jeans and a blouse. "Come on, Blake," she said. "Let's get out of here. I've had enough of this place for today."It was the first time that Blake had seen Jenny really upset in months, but he thought he knew why: they had shot the scene over and over and over, each time trying to get it a little dirtier. "Pivotal scene, my ass," Jenny said as soon as they were in the car. "Simple gratuitous sex, just to punch the damn turkey up to make it deserve an 'R'. In your mind, you wonder how anyone like him could possibly be shy about approaching a woman. Immediately, you feel a bond with him. You feel as if your lives are intertwined in some preordained destiny. Minutes slip into hours and the bar is closing, but you aren’t ready to lose your new-found friend. Standing outside the bar, saying your goodnights and farewells, he leans into you for a hug and you feel a tremble as his beard drags over your shoulder. He looks into your eyes and very slowly.