stands and I see she is wearing a figure hugging, light blue dress that is bordering on becoming indecently short, but she has the longest legs that I have ever seen and it makes them look longer, if that is at all possible. Her blonde hair is curled into a wave and left down to flow around her double D breasts. I’ve always been jealous of her ample bosom and tonight there is no exception. “You don’t look too bad yourself, hot stuff and if I didn’t like cock so much I would totally do you too.” I smirk at her. She puffs out her chest and does a little twirl.
“I know right, I’m gonna have them eating out the palm of my hand tonight.” I let out a little laugh.
“What’s new honey!” I fly back at her. We both giggle and head out of the door. We head into the bar that I work at - after a short stop at the local store for chewing gum and a small bottle of vodka. - We always grab a purse size bottle, so that we don’t have to spend as much on drinks in the bars. Sue would have a mini fit if she knew I did this, but nights out cost so damn much, and she doesn’t pay me enough. When we walk in the door Jack is behind the bar, his eyes nearly pop out of his head when he sees us enter.
“OH MY GAWD!” he shouts, and of course everyone in the bar turns to look at us. “Darlings, you’re gonna give some poor bloke a heart attack walking around looking like that. And Jen, wow, you will poke out an eye or two with those knockers.” We both chuckle as we pull up a stool and take a seat at the bar. “I swear, if I was that way inclined I would drag you both to the staff room and have my way with you right now.” We both laugh at his statement, knowing we had both said similar to each other earlier on.
“Like I’ve told you before Jacky boy you couldn’t handle me, what makes you think you could ever handle those tits?” I point to Jen’s breasts. “Now get us some drinks bitch and stop drooling a pool.” I am feeling good and I have the giggles bad. Jack pours us both a glass of wine and as the alcohol starts to flow my body starts to loosen up and I forget about Damon and his sexy arse.
“So when are you going to talk to me about what happened last week?” Jen starts. I knew this conversation was bound to crop up eventually. I have been putting it off all week. I don’t want her to feel that this is in any way her fault though. This is my problem, it’s been my problem for this long, and it will always be my problem. I know that I have never fully gotten over what happened to my mom. I’m just hoping that one day I can stop feeling like I want to be with her so much and enjoy my time with the people who are around me now.
“Tonight is not the time to discuss this Jen, but I promise you I will never ever put you through that again. I’m going to get help and I am going to get better I swear to you.”
“Well I will drink to that.” She clinks my glass. I’ve known Jenny long enough now to know she will never push me on this subject, she knows my demons and she accepts who I am.
“Cheers,” we both say in unison.
“To new beginnings.”
“And hot men.” We both laugh out loud. I manage to squirt my wine out of my nose. It isn’t a good look.
After a few more drinks and a few dashes to the toilet to fill up our cokes with the vodka we bought, we decide it’s time to head to one of the clubs in town. Jenny wants to get hot and sweaty up against some men on the dance floor and I am feeling that slight buzz that makes me want to get up and dance till I drop. We encourage Jack to come with us to the club, but we have had to promise him that we will end the night down on Canal Street at the gay bars, we all agree that as soon as Jen has pulled we will head that way.
As we make our way around the city centre we decide to choose the club with the least queue outside, it might be spring but there is still a real chill in the air and none of us are dressed to be standing outside. Jack
“I know right, I’m gonna have them eating out the palm of my hand tonight.” I let out a little laugh.
“What’s new honey!” I fly back at her. We both giggle and head out of the door. We head into the bar that I work at - after a short stop at the local store for chewing gum and a small bottle of vodka. - We always grab a purse size bottle, so that we don’t have to spend as much on drinks in the bars. Sue would have a mini fit if she knew I did this, but nights out cost so damn much, and she doesn’t pay me enough. When we walk in the door Jack is behind the bar, his eyes nearly pop out of his head when he sees us enter.
“OH MY GAWD!” he shouts, and of course everyone in the bar turns to look at us. “Darlings, you’re gonna give some poor bloke a heart attack walking around looking like that. And Jen, wow, you will poke out an eye or two with those knockers.” We both chuckle as we pull up a stool and take a seat at the bar. “I swear, if I was that way inclined I would drag you both to the staff room and have my way with you right now.” We both laugh at his statement, knowing we had both said similar to each other earlier on.
“Like I’ve told you before Jacky boy you couldn’t handle me, what makes you think you could ever handle those tits?” I point to Jen’s breasts. “Now get us some drinks bitch and stop drooling a pool.” I am feeling good and I have the giggles bad. Jack pours us both a glass of wine and as the alcohol starts to flow my body starts to loosen up and I forget about Damon and his sexy arse.
“So when are you going to talk to me about what happened last week?” Jen starts. I knew this conversation was bound to crop up eventually. I have been putting it off all week. I don’t want her to feel that this is in any way her fault though. This is my problem, it’s been my problem for this long, and it will always be my problem. I know that I have never fully gotten over what happened to my mom. I’m just hoping that one day I can stop feeling like I want to be with her so much and enjoy my time with the people who are around me now.
“Tonight is not the time to discuss this Jen, but I promise you I will never ever put you through that again. I’m going to get help and I am going to get better I swear to you.”
“Well I will drink to that.” She clinks my glass. I’ve known Jenny long enough now to know she will never push me on this subject, she knows my demons and she accepts who I am.
“Cheers,” we both say in unison.
“To new beginnings.”
“And hot men.” We both laugh out loud. I manage to squirt my wine out of my nose. It isn’t a good look.
After a few more drinks and a few dashes to the toilet to fill up our cokes with the vodka we bought, we decide it’s time to head to one of the clubs in town. Jenny wants to get hot and sweaty up against some men on the dance floor and I am feeling that slight buzz that makes me want to get up and dance till I drop. We encourage Jack to come with us to the club, but we have had to promise him that we will end the night down on Canal Street at the gay bars, we all agree that as soon as Jen has pulled we will head that way.
As we make our way around the city centre we decide to choose the club with the least queue outside, it might be spring but there is still a real chill in the air and none of us are dressed to be standing outside. Jack
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