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What surprises me is that it took till you were "an old bald guy" to realize that this is what they do...at EVERY phase of life, not just in the bar.sunsaver said:Bar story number one
I havent had many relations with women since my divorce, and as i like to say, "ill try anything once", but i do like to socialize and i definitely like to drink. So, until my smoke allergy got to the point of putting me in the hospital with an asthma attack, i often used to hang out in bars and pool halls. I used to frequent a place called Cindy's Club, and there was often there a pretty young woman named Cindy, so much so that you might think the place was named after here, although it was not. One night there arrived a young woman, who was not what i can call anything but sexy. She was beatiful in the face, had curves in all the right places, and just enough clothing to not look like a prostitute. When she started talking to me, i got very excited.
Now im not the type to take a stranger to bed, but i was starting think i was in line for a new girlfriend, and later on, some terrific love-making. She was talking to me, and her somewhat homely friend who had come in with her, as if she had known me just as long as her friend on her other side. I was buying her drink after drink, as we talked about all sorts of things, and really started to hit it off. She seemed a little A.D.D., so i did more listening than talking, but i could see myself falling in love. Even her voice was beautiful, well, more like "sexy".
Finally the beers were taking effect and i had to go to the restroom, which was near the back door of the bar. When i came out of the restroom, i slipped out back to see what might be going on out there. A small group of regulars and the club owner were passing around a joint. "None for me, thanks." i said, and headed towards the front of the bar and walked in the front door. There at the bar was my new companion, and her dark-haired friend came up and sat beside her. I was only a couple of feet behind them, but the music was loud and neither one had seen me come in the front door. Her friend leaned in and gave her a kiss. "How you doin sweetheart? You need me to buy you another drink?"
"No, I got this ugly, old bald guy buying me drinks."
I waited a couple of minutes, then sat down beside her at the bar.
"Hey baby! Where you been."
"The restroom."
"Will you buy me another drink?"
"No."
"What!"
"Buy your own damn drink."
I never bought another drink for any woman at any bar ever again.
There are only four places to meet a woman worth keeping. Church, school, work, or home. Anywhere else is frought with risk not worth taking and I'm sure you've accumulated enough "youth" to know that. Any woman who will let you "buy her drinks" is a danger to a man; beit physically or emotionally.
If she hasn't invited you to meet her family, you don't want her, ever! Don't ask me how I learned this!
JMHO
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