Before long they were holding hands and exchanging flirty little smiles. She loved that they touched noses as they sipped their drink from two straws ...n one large glass. After a second drink, he grabbed her hand and they headed to the only open spot in the bar without tables, making it their own private dance floor. The bar music was a slow country song. Jenny’s point of view I wasn't really prepared to dance when I arrived but I thought what the hell, why not? I have never really done any. "I am sure that would enjoy a double header with both of us!"I could not believe what she was proposing but it made sense and I did love Sherrie and our family. So I quickly agreed. Sherrie told me that she was going to call Jerome and set it up. I heard her explain everything to him on the phone and the conversation went on. When she hung up she told me that Jerome and a gay friend of his would come over at ten tonight after the girls were sure to be asleep.We put the girls to sleep a little. "Jimi dropped his smile, all business now (Aldyth preferred it that way, too). "I've got it, Aldyth." Call me Al." She watched him glide to his drinks cabinet, approving of the curves of his ass beneath his kimono."Where're you stationed then, Rigger?" he asked over his shoulder."Antares." She glanced down at her civvies. "How'd you know I'm an Rigger?"He handed her a glass, clinking it once against his own; he smelled nice. "I could say I didn't think you looked rough and tough enough to be a. I thought I would treat you to a true little story. In my dreams I often go much further than I would ever accept in real life; or at least, further than I would go at this stage in my life. But how far do I go in my real life? This will show you! I am sorry about the limited dialogue, which I am aware a writer is supposed to put into these stories, but this is really just a description of an evening out, and not a real story with dialogue, plot and so on.Well, Paul and I have always had this.