” She put her purse over her shoulder and wandered to the back of the bar where the bathrooms were located. I gave her a minute slammed down my sh...t and checking to see if anyone was watching walked off towards the men’s room. I opened the door quietly seeing two stalls and a urinal I heard a soft, “on the end” come from a stall. I closed the door and opened the end stall. There she stood her eyes glazed from booze as she reached for me. Her mouth lurched for mine her breath smelled of. With my approval, she continued, “I have a boyfriend that I have sex with, and I did it with the one before him too. I’m telling you that so you realize that I understand what I’m going to ask. To make it real simple, I’d like to have sex with you right here and right now.” She reached down and felt my pecker inflate in her hand. She stretched up to kiss me and commented, “Part of you seems to be interested in the idea. What about the rest?”“Well,” my surprised reply began, “You are very. " All right, dear," she said. "I know what the stakes are. It's just that I want you to know that Mr. Payne is a dirty old man, that's all." A dirty old man?" Jim chuckled. "A lecher, hunh?" Yes," she said. "You know what happened the last time he was here; at that little gathering—last New Year's. He made I don't know how many passes at me; his hands were all over me—geez. And, I don't know—the way he looks—he's downright fat, bald, greasy—yugg—he's a dirty old man." Well, I don't know about. Wait! Why are we discussing this right now?!Suddenly our conversation fell silent. The image he had planted in my head was really hot though. “I could…help you, you know?” I immediately felt foolish after that. Now he was the one almost choking on his beer.“What? No! You’re my friend. I can’t ask that of you!” “You’re not really asking, i’m offering.” I said. “Still. It’s not okay. I could never look you in the eyes again if you did that.” I thought for a a bit. “I know how we could solve that.