I pushed my way into it.Molly was behind the bar. She was a “lifer” as the full time, permanent, residents of Vail call themselves.“Hi, Davy. Wh...t can I get you?” she asked, shoving the peanuts in front of me. Molly is about six feet tall and weights probably one sixty. She is all muscle because every available moment she spends skiing, hiking or in the gym. Still.“Give me a Coors, Molly. Say, do you prefer sirloin or tube steak?”“Davy, that is a lousy pick up line. Why don’t you just ask me if. She's still playing with the water teasing herself. Using her pointer finger tracing herself from her lips to her nipples. She began making gestures as if I was standing right next to her. She was flexing her arms making fun of me earlier because I told her not to help me with my bags that I got it. Then she began messing with her hair and putting it in various styles imitating my hair because I had recently changed it. She was now rocking the same hair as me. I then saw her blush. Playing with. ” “Fuck you, fuck whoever this guy is and fuck` em all. I need a goddamned drink.” “Good night John,” Katrina said sadly. Jeff said nothing but gave Katrina a sympathetic look. He also felt sorry for the bartenders at the Frog and Onion. Katrina spoke first, “Jeff, I’m sorry you had to see and hear that.” “Not as sorry as I am that you’ve had to live it. Oh, there’s the resort shuttle Kat, let’s get out of here.” The shuttle threaded slowly through the mass of evacuating passengers. Many. I was helpless, waiting for whatever was next. ‘Trash girl, you hit me’ I felt a stinging blow on my breast as she slapped me hard, then the other one. She continued relentlessness, much to the delight of the watching guys. My tits were burning, she turned she attention to my pussy, slap after slap rained down on my cunt. Next, she unfastened my collar and threw me to the floor like a ragdoll, I was so outclassed. She jumped on me, her crotch over my face, her’s above mine. I licked her cunt as.