The Vikings finally won their first game (barely) and we went back to the Atrium for more drinks. My parents took a different coach back to their hote... and I stayed for two more drinks. When I got back the hotel bar was already closed so I went upstairs and changed into a pair of yoga shorts, with pantyhose, a mesh top with a jacket over it and went to a nearby pub to continue partying. I joined a group of guys for Minnesota who were just as drunk, recognizing some from the stadium. They had. Sound good?” I asked generally. Everyone was agreeable, so I followed Sandy below deck while her husband clambered over to the Sea Ray.When we reached the engine compartment, Sandy put her hand on my arm. “Thanks for backing up my story to Barney, Chris. He doesn’t know about my past, and if he ever finds out he’ll divorce me at once. He’s a New York lawyer, and an Orthodox Jew to boot. We got married six months ago.” She looked at the deck. “He doesn’t know about Cheyenne, either, so please. My ear phones go in but i dont press play because I want to hear what they are talking about. It's the usual stuff, I battered someone, he's a thick blah blah blah. Soon they are on about your some lucky girl that one of them lashed out of it. She's a dirty slut that one, she even licked his arse apparently. I have pics, look at the hole on her. She's a beaut, not stuck up like this yolk sitting on front of us. Then they went quiet for a minute before i feel something on my head, I put my hand. The six of us got our drinks and settled down in the living room to watch the game. It was a good mix of people and everyone was at ease talking with each other. The drinks started really flowing around the four inning and the game got out of hand in favor of our home team. Mark, Sean and I were talking about the possibility of a sweep, when I noticed the girls were missing for a long time. I excused myself to head to the restroom and decided to use the one upstairs. It made sense that the.