"Sitting down together with a coke between them, they started to enjoy the video. Chris was a bit worried that Bobby might lie to his parents since b...ing kick out of the bedroom. The last thing he needed was for Bobby to tell his parents that the Mark and him was doing more than watching videos in the bedroom with him in his Ranma form.Halfway through the video, Chris started to relax when he heard the sound of the garage door doing up."Where are you going Bobby?" his mother asked as Bobby. I thought maybe someone here might be able to tell me about a job that's available." The cute bartender looked me up and down like he was inspecting me for flaws. Apparently, he didn't see any because he smiled widely at me. "Have you ever done any modeling?" he asked. "Just private modeling for men," I said. "We need a lingerie model to work the bar from five until midnight," he said. "She sells raffle tickets each hour and at the end of every hour she holds a drawing." "Drawing for what?" I. I gave her my e-mail address to send the details.*The retreat was held at the end of the month at a small natural resort in the woods about an hour outside of Clinton City. After checking into our room on Friday, the rest of the afternoon was mostly given to social activities and ice-breakers, ending with a healthy vegetarian dinner, and then free time for the couples.We wandered amongst the attendees, stopping to chat here and there. All the while, I kept a running monologue in my head like. As I worked my skirt back down, I said, ‘Well, I have two hands as well, but a shot and a pint will do me fine.’ ‘Not two shots?’ he asked as he ordered up three shots and a pint. I giggled and leaned toward him again and said, ‘Two shots? Mister, if I didn’t know better, I would say you were trying to get me drunk.’ ‘Well, I’m not pouring it into you, so I would say that if I didn’t know better, you were trying to get you drunk.’ he said. I smiled and leaned into him as his hand came to rest.