I went downtown this past Thursday which in Flagstaff means, I went to where all the bars are located. This is only my second time in three months going out and I have to say, it was a tad overwhelming. If anything, it has helped me to realize who I really am. An old lady. Luckily, my boyfriend is an old man, a very tall one, and pretty much has the same stand-against-the-wall-and-watch-people-be-ridiculous stance. So we stand there and judge. It's fun.
Thursday nights are deal nights. At two of the main bars, the deal is two for one. This works out perfectly for 6-6 and I because our typical routine is for him to buy us two rum and cokes for the price of one and then I'll buy us two Red Bull and vodkas for the price of one. After that, we're pretty much done with the whole scene and are ready to go home and have sex.
This past Thursday the Red Bull and vodka passed through me at the speed of something fast and I with my smaller than normal bladder was going to the bathroom in no time. When I got there, three girls were standing in front of the mirror comparing their boobs. They were clothed. Sorry to ruin that image.
"Oh my God! I love your boobs!"
"Me? I have hardly any!"
"It's so cute! I'm jealous. Are you wearing a bra?"
"Nope. I hardly ever wear bras."
"That is fantastic! I would die to not have to wear bras."
"Yeah, I know. It does make me feel very free."
That was when I was waiting in line. The boob girls left and in walked two more while I walked into a stall.
"Jeremy is here! That means I'm totally having sex with him tonight."
"I know it's hard for you to have sex at your apartment with your annoying roommate and all, so I was thinking that if you and Jeremy want to come back to my place and fuck, that would be OK with me. My roommate is out of town this weekend anyway; you can just use her room."
And finally while I was washing my hands, two more entered the tiny bathroom while the Jeremy groupies left.
"Hey, have you seen Sean's dick yet?
"Yeah! It's the size of this bar."
