Jennifer Williams did not go to bars anymore. The 22-year-old the beautiful, long-haired brunette with the shapely 36-D, 26, 36 body had already realized her addiction to alcohol and had entered an AA program following a DUI a year earlier.
Jennifer had been a hard drinker since her early high school days. The DUI wasn't the only negative result from her inability to control her drinking: Jennifer had lost her husband after having an affair with a complete stranger while out drinking one night.
She had married at nineteen and had slept with four different men during her year-long marriage before her husband found out about the last man and left her.
In short, Jennifer couldn't resist fucking when drinking. Looking back, she could count a number of one-night stands all stemming from a night out on the town.
All that was behind her now; Jennifer had been doing well with sobriety. She could even manage an occasional visit to a bar with friends, but needed someone strong to be there to support her. Best of all, she had met and fallen in love with a man who accepted her as she was. Clark was a caring man eight years her senior who had struggled with his own drinking problems in the past so he was more than understanding when it came to Jennifer's past. Clark had recently proposed and it was Jennifer's goal to complete this process of her recovery before their wedding day.
Jennifer stood outside of The Fox Den, a dive of a bar that she used to visit regularly. She was there to visit the owner, a man who Jennifer had cheated out of a considerable sum of money after never returning to pay her tab following her DUI and subsequent recovery.
Jennifer was at step nine in her recovery process: The need to make amends to those she had wronged with her drinking. And owing Mark Jones over $200 dollars was part of that. She even brought along the cash to offer to pay her outstanding debt.
Jennifer knew that there were probably a handful of others here that she probably needed to apologize to as well. But she wasn't sure if she was ready for that just yet.
Jennifer was disappointed after receiving a call from her friend, Joan, who was supposed to do this with her. Joan had been tied up with work and couldn't get away. She suggested that Jennifer wait for another day to do this, but Jennifer wanted to get this over and done with.
Jennifer summonsed up her courage and entered the dimly lit bar. Looking around she saw Stephanie, the skinny blond bartender who was there the last time that Jennifer visited this place. While not on her list, Stephanie was one of the reasons why she did what she had done that last night she was here.
Stephanie was a plain looking girl with not much a figure to think of. She was bi and had somehow thought that Jennifer was hitting on her. Jennifer was so offended by Stephanie's actions that she berated the bartended then hit on Ray and Mike Carter, suggesting to them—in front of Stephanie—that she would love to have the two brothers and their two friends follow her home for a gang bang.
The four men willingly agreed, but when Stephanie got to her apartment she chickened out and refused to answer the door when they arrived. She ignored their taunts and insults from the other side of the door until they left.
She heard the following day that they were pulled over after leaving the apartment—and after one of the other tenants had called the police to complain about the noise—and that Ray, who was driving, was arrested and charged with DUI and as a result had lost his job.
Jennifer had heard that the men believed that she was the one who had called the police, so she avoided the Fox Den. And a couple of weeks later she had her own DUI to contend with.
As she approached the bar she saw Ray and Mike sitting at a table on the other end of the room. She wanted to apologize to Ray for leading him on and getting him to drive out to her apartment only to get arrested. But she felt that she was not ready for that. Instead she wanted to see Mark and get this over with.
She approached the bar and asked Stephanie if Mark was around.
"Well look who decides to show up again," Stephanie said, not even attempting to hide her detest, "Looking for some more guys to run off with for a gang fuck and cheat us out of our money?"
"That's why I'm here," Jennifer began, "I'm in AA now and I'm trying to make amends. I'm here to see Mark and to pay him the money that I owe him."
Stephanie turned away without comment, sticking her head into the opening of a small office and yelling, "Hey Mark, you remember that slut that skipped out owing you money. She's here to pay you."
Jennifer winced at the word 'slut'.
Mark stepped out of his cramped office. "Well it's about time you showed up." He was a stern-faced man in his mid-forties with graying hair and two or three days growth of whiskers.
Jennifer tried to explain to Mark why she was there, all while Stephanie stood by listening, and offering the occasional barb in response. Not wanting to shout above the noise she finally asked, "Is there someplace we can talk in private?"
"There's the store room." Mark offered.
Jennifer agreed; paying no attention to the time Mark took whispering to Stephanie before leading her around the corner to the back storage room. Once inside she began to feel uncomfortable with the way Mark was allowing his eyes to linger on her ample bosom.
"I have two-hundred dollars in my purse." She began as she opened her purse and reached for the money, stopping when the door opened and Ray and Mike Carter entered the room.
"Look at what we have here." Ray said, licking his lips as he approached Jennifer.
