He led her back into her room. ‘Why don’t you put back on that outfit you showed me earlier and we’ll smoke another bowl?’ ‘That sounds gre...t,’ she said, a little shyly, and Logan left her room and went back to his room. He loaded his pipe and waited for her to come back. She sauntered into his room a little while later, stood in the doorway, holding her bag of weed. She had changed her outfit just a bit: instead of white stockings, her legs were wrapped in black fishnets, and beneath her. I checked out his statistics & he checked out fine,his ad read that he was hung but didn’t say how big it was. I toldSarita that I had found a guy & sent him a picture of her to him,she said she hoped it wasn’t a mucky one, to which I said it didn’treally matter as he was probably going to see it all anyway. The next day we got a reply back from this & we arranged a meet withhim, I decided that if I liked the look of him then he could comeround & stay the night. We got to the meeting place &. When Valentine's drew near, he tried to give me a little money to pay me back for the trip. I told him he ought to use the money instead to buy her something for Valentine's. Even though he objected, he eventually saw it my way. We worked the evening shift on Valentine's night and, with little probing, he anxiously described to me in detail about the little see through nightie he had bought her. We both got off about 11:30 at night and as I left work, I couldn't think of anything except her in. M. and she was late going home because of a project she had been working on. As she drove she thought to herself, I really don’t want to go home to an empty house again. And that vibrator just wasn’t cutting it.Just then she saw a bar on the right side of the road. Foxy’s, it was called. Several of the other women in her office had talked about going to Foxy’s after work but she had never joined them. Why not stop in, she thought. And she did.Foxy’s was like any other bar; long winding counter.