He ended up with nine..not counting me.. What the heck, I was only the wife.. They were all strangers and ran the gamut from just drinking age to three of them 80 or over.. One of them had him backed into the booth so tight, and had a grip on his thigh so hard, that he wondered why he didn't have bruises today..amongst other things.....;) My, he had a good time..
Really tho, we all had a blast.. We closed the place down, and laughed so hard and so much that we were sick.. They had to two-body Al's paramour out to the car.. She couldn't walk too well.. lol My ghod was she a bugger..
Westy.. I loooove your pics. Did you get a scanner? Keep them coming.. Is this Girl-Chick, or Gal-Pal the one you had to beat off with a stick? Inquiring minds want to know... ;)