We left, and decided to get a drink from the store on our way back. We got a can of coke each, and waited in the small queue. As we waited, I noticed ...y sisters gaze drift to the ADULT section of the magazines and newspapers. There was some pretty dirty stuff up there, and I wanted to get her attention away from it as quickly as possible. Hey Sash, want anything else? I asked, in an attempt to pull her out of her daydream. She looked at me with a startled air, and said Unh… no thanks. I noticed. I no longer hear the sound of ten drummer beating drums inside my head. I cannot visit the strip joint with nine women dancing, because the cops closed it down. Damn, they sure know how to ruin a man’s night of fun! I won’t even talk to my new lover for even eight seconds; turns out, she is fucking hooker. I also deleted all those so called hot emails the bitch sent me for the past seven months. I also regret fucking my wife the other morning at six a.m. I also arranged to pay off those. They had a whole cooler of drinks and snacks and started sharing everything from submarine sandwiches to toast of vodka shots. Close to midnight, we were smashed drunk when we realized that we did not know each other’s names. Her name was Candice, but everyone calls her Sandy because she has "sandy" blonde hair, and his name was Richard Small. April burst out laughing and almost yelled "Your parents named you Dick Small!" We all laughed, and he said that he had heard that same joke over a. My wife immediately, and perhaps too eagerly, insisted that he should.We small talked and I watched as Susan and Tom flirted. I could tell that they both wanted each other but didn’t want to open the subject. Finally, I laughed “Will the two of you either behave or go fuck?” They looked at me startled, and then smiled. “Yes, its that obvious. Look, its okay. Let’s have a round of Blackbush Whiskey and then go back to our place. Can you wait that long?” Smiles all around.When Susan got up to go.