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21 Ally and I Talk at the Bar Friday Night
Ally got to the bar first. The bar is about a mile from our house and part of a seafood restaurant. To get to the bar inside the restaurant, I had to walk the length of the Blue Crab Restaurant. The last 20 feet of the walk I had an unimpeded view of Ally sitting on a barstool facing toward me. What caught my eyes, and everyone else’s eyes I am sure is that sparking lights that came from her pussy. It turned out diamonds, artificial diamonds, now adorned both sides of Ally’s labia. In the right light, they caught the light and sparkled in the darkness between Ally’s legs. I marveled that Ally had added this twist to her “skirt game”. To my surprise, my body did not react to the sparkling lights as I approached her. Ally got up and hugged me and then bounced back on her barstool and turned toward me, her legs slightly open. She smiled at me waiting for the view I now had of her pussy to do its magic. My body responded, but slower than normal. Was I adjusting to the madness, or was I just too tired.
I sat next to her on my bar stool. Ally rotated around where we now both faced the bar. The bar only has eight stools, and we were the only two at the bar. She let her knees move apart the width of the barstool and asked me about her new diamonds, “do you like them. They are zirconia. I think they are a little big and gaudy, but they do get me attention.”
On cue, before I could answer, an older gentleman, perhaps in his mid-sixties sat on the stool next to Ally. Her legs flinched inward for very brief moment then she held her position and let her diamonds shine. The man ordered a whiskey as if she wasn’t there. He then asked the bartender to give us drinks on his tab. Ally was halfway through her martini, and I hadn’t ordered. I asked for a seven and seven. Alfred introduced himself to Ally and me and commented on Ally’s new jewelry[RO1] , “I heard you say they were too gaudy, I think they’re just right[RO2] .” He turned slightly and looked down, and then looked up at the bartender, a small woman I guessed to be in her twenties[RO3] . “What do you think of her zirconia?”[RO4]
[RO1]end of part 1
[RO2]on anchor part 2
[RO3]Billy Joel part 3 stand alone
[RO4]On anchor part 4
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Ally got to the bar first. The bar is about a mile from our house and part of a seafood restaurant. To get to the bar inside the restaurant, I had to walk the length of the Blue Crab Restaurant. The last 20 feet of the walk I had an unimpeded view of Ally sitting on a barstool facing toward me. What caught my eyes, and everyone else’s eyes I am sure is that sparking lights that came from her pussy. It turned out diamonds, artificial diamonds, now adorned both sides of Ally’s labia. In the right light, they caught the light and sparkled in the darkness between Ally’s legs. I marveled that Ally had added this twist to her “skirt game”. To my surprise, my body did not react to the sparkling lights as I approached her. Ally got up and hugged me and then bounced back on her barstool and turned toward me, her legs slightly open. She smiled at me waiting for the view I now had of her pussy to do its magic. My body responded, but slower than normal. Was I adjusting to the madness, or was I just too tired.
I sat next to her on my bar stool. Ally rotated around where we now both faced the bar. The bar only has eight stools, and we were the only two at the bar. She let her knees move apart the width of the barstool and asked me about her new diamonds, “do you like them. They are zirconia. I think they are a little big and gaudy, but they do get me attention.”
On cue, before I could answer, an older gentleman, perhaps in his mid-sixties sat on the stool next to Ally. Her legs flinched inward for very brief moment then she held her position and let her diamonds shine. The man ordered a whiskey as if she wasn’t there. He then asked the bartender to give us drinks on his tab. Ally was halfway through her martini, and I hadn’t ordered. I asked for a seven and seven. Alfred introduced himself to Ally and me and commented on Ally’s new jewelry[RO1] , “I heard you say they were too gaudy, I think they’re just right[RO2] .” He turned slightly and looked down, and then looked up at the bartender, a small woman I guessed to be in her twenties[RO3] . “What do you think of her zirconia?”[RO4]
[RO1]end of part 1
[RO2]on anchor part 2
[RO3]Billy Joel part 3 stand alone
[RO4]On anchor part 4
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