Sitting at the bar and people watching...you can tell the "just friends" and the couples sitting around. Worker groups standing in groups chatting away.
The bartender asks if I want another, so I nod my head and give her my glass.
She walks in the door. I saw her as she walked up the sidewalk. She was looking in trying to see who was here. So she sits, across the bar from where I am, still looking around. The bartender goes over and inquires about her drink choice. I see her lean forward and I know she asked where the restroom was. So she gets up and instead of walking the short way she walks all the way around the bar. She came past me, and as she slowly walked by, she slipped something in my hand...
I smiled. It was the remote. Not to a television but to her vibrator... She just kept walking and headed downstairs to the restroom. I slipped the remote into my shirt pocket, awaiting her return. Setting it for a slow pulse. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her returning. This time she walked the shorter way to the other side, but before she turned the corner I reached up and pushed the button.
She stopped suddenly and gasped. The man she was walking behind just looked at her. She smiled, her face the slight rosy color of a blush just starting...