darkest night

[honnie]

Thread open to anyone.


Im a loner, my name is Leona, Im 44, red hair, green eyes, and built to serve and dress to kill. I ride a Harley. Im the Bar Owner, and a dancer and a slave in my own business.

I never had trouble in the bar, cause they know I'll crack thier skull, and for bid them to ever return. I run a clean business, no fight, no cheating, and don't touch the dancers while on stage. Tonight someone touched one of my girls and asulted her with a glass. I was pissed and threw him out. He threatned me and I hosed him down with selzter water. He didn't scare me, not at all, however there was a gentalman sitting in the far corner that was watching me all night. I was courious as to why I had never seen him before in the bar. I knew everybody, and everybody knew me.

It's a lonely dark night, and I am locking up the bar after everyone has gone home. The only way I can lock up is to lock the front and exit the back way. The back door come out into an ally way 1000 yards from mainstreet. I hate having to close, my crew never want to wait for me, so I close alone. I was walking towards my ride, and heard a noise from down the allyway. There was always a cat or two scrounging in the garbage for food, so I dismissed it and started my bike, when I felt a hand on my back.

I grabbed my bar and swung, when I saw the stranger lying on the ground, I thought I had killed him, but I had just knocked him out. I went back into the bar to get some cold water and a towel. When he came to I held the bar ready to strick, and asked

"What the hell do you think your doing, coming up from behind someone in a dark ally? I could have killed you!"

As he sat up, he was trying to speak, but I hit him pretty hard.

 

[mr spikey]

Detective Jim Logan

OOC- Jim Logan, Detective Vice Squad,40ish, brown hair, blue eyes.

IC- I had been watching her all night. We had reports of guys being tossed out of strip joints and then being mugged outside. I told the Captain that they probably deserved it. He responded that some of the men had been 'friends of friends' of higher ups downtown. Great, the Mayor has some buddies who want to get freebies and now are bitchin' because they got roughed up. I kept that thought to myself.
Anyways, the Captain wanted the strip joints checked out. I told him okay, but make sure the other undercover vice cops knew that I would be around.
I stopped by and watched from a corner table. I saw one guy get tossed for trying to cop a feel and throwing his glass at the dancer. The bar tender hosed him dwon with seltzer water and that cooled him off. He didn't hang around.
I waited until closing and noticed her locking the front door. That would mean she would have to go out the back. I walked around to the alleyway and waited for her.
She came out and walked toward a Harley motorcycle. I walked up behind her and placed my hand on her shoulder, when the next thing I knew was the lights went out.
The next thing I knew my face was wet and she was yelling at me. I tried to speak, but all I could hear was the ringing in my ears. Finally, I focused on her face and said "Jesus lady. What the hell did I do to you?"

 

[honnie]

Leona

"What the hell do you mean..you are the one that came up from behind me with no noise!...GET OFF ME"

I was just about to hit him again, until I saw those gorgous eyes of his stairing at me. They are enough to make any girl melt.

"What are you doing out here in the dark, waiting to get killed, you scared the shit out of me... By the way, what is it that you want?"

 

[mr spikey]

Jim

She yelled at me again, the ringing in my ears getting louder. She raises up her bar to hit me again and I look into those bottle green eyes and she stops. She asks me "By the way, what do you want?"
"I just wanted to introduce myself and let you who I was." I tried to stand up but a wave of nausea hit me. I reached up and felt blood on the side of my head. I looked down at it pooling in the palm of my hand. I looked up at her and asked "How bad is it?"
She bent over to get a better look and I couldn't help but look at her ample breasts.

 

[honnie]

Leona

"Oh my, we had better take you inside and clean you up, it looks pretty bad. I am so sorry, but you have no idea what type of hoodalums lerk in this alley, you can never be to prepared."

I re-opened the back door to the bar, and help him up, he was so nauseated and half delerious from the hit, I think I may have to make a meens for this one. It was obious that he wan't going anywhere to soon.

"Here sit here and I get some towels and I'll get you cleaned up, I have stuff for stiches in the back, I think you will need some."

I brewed up some coffee, and started the steam pot for hot water.

I left to the back room, and when I came back He was passed out again on the table. I felt so guilty, I went over and wiped his face and saw a gun under his coat. It wasn't any ordinary gun, it was special. I wasn't to worried, he wasn't in any mood to retaleate, at least not right now.

"Hey..." I touched his arm, and I could tell he is in good shape. "hey"

I shock his arm a bit tring to see if he was ok, he moaned, but no movement. I went to walk back to the bar to get the water and coffee, when he grabbed my arm.

 

[tequillashots]

Jake Wilson

OOC
Oh I'd like to join this thread

Jake Wilson
Age: 35
Weight: 215
Height: 6'4"
Appearance: Average with a strong build, hazel eyes, 5 o'clock shadow

IC:

Wow getting up front and personal with all of the ladies on stage was one of my dreams come true. To think that a woman would just take off all of her clothes if someone just placed money in her g-string. Then I lifted my drink to one of the ladies in a toast of sorts...perhaps getting a little too close to her but whatever and then out of the corner of my eye I see a fist barrel down on me knocking me off my chair. Not that you could call this thing a chair but close enough that I was able to park my ass in it and look up and see the ladies. Anyways there I am laying on the floor looking up at this red haired goddess who's looking down on me fists clenched looking like she's about to strike me again.

I get up off of the dirty smelly floor and take one step forward when she pulls up this bottle of seltzer and sprays it into my face. The force alone that is drivin into my face stings my eyes and I'm forced to take a step backwards and cover my eyes. Never in my wildest eyes have I ever been assaulted by a woman for what...being too aggressive with another woman. Aggressive my ass. Had I of touched her then I would have been looking for some sort of retalliation. But I never even touched her.

After my eyes were able to focus on the red head I looked around and saw a gentleman in the back. The gun on his waist resembled a cop weapon and so a scene at this time would not be a good thing. She told me to get out but under my breath but loud enough for her to just slightly hear me I told her I would be back and that we could finish this little dance when there wasn't as many people in the establishment.

I walked out of the bar and looking up at the name I knew I would remember tht name for sure. I stumbled out into the street and walked around the corner looking for somewhere else that I could spend my money foolishly.

 

[mr spikey]

Jim

I remember being led inside to a table and something about stitches. Next thing I know, someone is tugging at my arm and yelling again. I try to talk, but all that comes out is "Please stop yelling" I drift back into unconciousness, unaware that I am still holding on to her.
I drift back into reality and feel a warm towel on the side of my head. I can see a needle being threaded and I reach out and grab her hand. I say "Hold it. Before you going to sewing me up, at least tell what your name is."

 

[honnie]

Leona

"My name is Leona, I own this joint. This time of night, its safer to be in here than out side. Now hold still while I stich you up, you're bleeding on my clean floor.... Ya know, I am really sorry that I hit you, ya just never know. But I can handle my own. Ramsey goes everywhere with me, that's what I hit you with. Now do you mind tell me just who you are and what the devil you were doing sneeking up on me?"

His beautiful eye were slightly dimmed from the blow, and he looked like hell, but he was still gorgous. I stiched him slowly so he didn't panic, and I tried not to laugh at his sillyness as he was trying to talk.

 

[tequillashots]

Jake

I must have wandered aimlessly looking for another strip club or bar...somewhere that I could spend some money and get myself into more trouble. But there was nowhere in this town. Sure there were bars in the area but none as run down or as sleezy as the one I had been tossed out of. So I decided to double back and see if the bar was still open. I looked down at my watch and noticed that it wasnt working. What better reason to go back to the bar to show the owner what her hostility had done to my favorite watch.

As I came upon the bar the lights were turned off and only a single light was on inside. The "OPEN" sign was off but it looked like there was movement inside. Perhaps there was a back entrace to the bar. One that I could enter illegally. I quickly ran along the front of the building but something caught my eye. I stopped abruptly as I saw movement inside the bar. A woman and a man of course. Probably the owner gettin a little from one of her customers. Breaking into the bar didnt seem like a good idea but I still wanted to venture around the other side to see if I could get in at another time.

The alley was deserted. The only thing in broad view was a Harley. It was probably the redheads. This would be something she would ride. Picturing in my head a skull cap on her head. Leather from head to toe. Nothing on underneath but the silky smooth skin against....well you get the picture.

I strolled up to the bike. I wanted to get on it. But a flashing red light persuaded me not to. Instead I got out a business card and scrolled on the back of it..."You owe me a watch" and placed the watch and the card on the seat of the bike. No alarms went off. I turned around and headed for home. Maybe tomorrow or the next night might have something else in store for me.

 

[mr spikey]

Jim

I can feel the needle sliding in and out of the skin on the side of my head. I look up at her as she peers over me and tell her " I will tell you who I am. My name is Jim Logan." She only had to use three pieces of thread to finish the job, not too bad considering.
When she was finished, I look down at the floor and noticed all the blood. I looked into her green eyes and said "Sorry about your floor. Please put away 'Ramsey' and I will let you know why I am here." She starts to lay it down, when I tell her " I am a cop, Vice actually." She looks at me again and raises the bar back up.
"Look, I not here to roust you. Please put that thing away." I smile sweetly at here, as she finally puts the bar down.
"I am here because we have been getting reports that some customers are getting mugged after being thrown out of strip joints. The Captain thinks it is some friends of 'higher ups' downtown and they want something done about it. So far, I haven't seen anyone who didn't get what he deserved. Nice touch with Seltzer water."
I l try to stand up, but another wave of nausea hits me. I tell her "You may need to drive me home tonight." As I fall back onto the table.

 

[honnie]

Leona

I could not beleive that he was a cop, but that explained the gun. It's a good thing that Im not "ramsey" happy or he would have hit the ground before he could have finished his sentance. But I felt that I owed him a chance to tell, after what I did.

Even with his nausa and wearyness he had a ora about him. He seemed to be very genuine in his dealings with me, so I opped to let him stay in the back room of the bar, instead of haveing him fall off my harley on a turn.

"In your condition, there is no way your ridin on "Dutch", you're stayin in the back room tonight and I'll fix ya breakfast in the morning."

I lead him to the back room where there is a cot which I have had a number of occasions when I work late and don't want to ride.

"This isn't the most confrontable bed, but it does in a pinch. You sleep and I'll see you in the morn"

As I walked backed to the bar, I poured myself a cup of coffee, sat back at my table and began to fantisize about Jim, until I heard a moan from him. I paused to listen, making sure he was ok. No more noise came from him so I went back over to the bar, got my shooters and drowned my fantacy, cause I knew that the two us wouldn't mix.

By the time I drowned myself, the sun was coming up and it was time to start another day.

 

[mr spikey]

Jim

She led me to a cot in the back room. As soon as I layed down, I was asleep, only a soft moan echoing out of me.
I awoke the next morning with a splitting headache. I found Leona at the bar, drunk as a skunk. "It looks like I will have to make you breakfast. Do you have any aspirin around?" She started to slide off the barstool and I managed to grab her before she hit the floor. I leaned her against the bar rail and kept her from sliding down to the floor. I had to press my body against hers and grab her pants to hold her up, as she faced towards me.
I felt her breasts press against my chest. I looked into her green eyes and smilingly said " It would appear that you have had a wee bit too much to drink, Leona".

 

[honnie]

Sloshed Leona

"Im just fine, the asburnd is on the shelfy in the back, I need some toooo."

I could feel myself hanin' on by a thread. But I at least managed to see his beautigul eyes up close...and personal. Even as drink as I was, I wanted to kiss him, but there was two of him and I didn't know which was which at the time.

"God your beautiful, did you know that? Are you married?

I knew that I was really close to him, cause my breast were standin at attention, and I felt whosshy.

 

[mr spikey]

Jim

I could smell the alcohol on her breath as she tried to talk. She was about to pass out. She asked if I was married and I told her "Divorced. I think you might need the cot now, Leona."
I tried to lift her up and sit her on the barstool. The only way I could grab her was by the cheeks of her ass and lift. As I turned her towards the barstool, she wrapped her legs around my waist. She nearly fell over the other side of the stool and I had to pull her back towards me to keep her from falling over. I could feel the hard nipples of her breasts through the fabric of her shirt pressed against my chest.
I tried to speak, but she pulled my hair, forcing my head down towards her face. My lips moved instinctively towards her mouth and gently pressed against her lips. I knew she could feel the beginnings of my erecrtion between her legs. My tongue slipped inside her mouth and I pulled her closer to me, squashing her breasts against my chest.

 

[honnie]

Leona

As he kissed me, I felt him get closer to me and I realized that I had mounds of paperwork to finish, before the deliveries arrived. I had no idea how I was going to finish up feeling the way I did.

"Hey...what are we doing? I am suposed to be helping you, and why did you kiss me? I tried to kill ya. Oh my head hurts! let's make coffee."

I pulled back and damn near fell off the stool, but he caught me from falling. I started to me feet, when the phone rang.

"Oh shit... If I answer the phone in my condition, I'll loose my licence. Help me to the office, I gota get to work. We'll pretend I didn't hear it."

As much as I wanted him at that moment, I knew it was neither the time or the place. But there's nothing saying I can't fantasize. As he walked me to the office, I glanced down and saw that his pants were bulging. I wanted to say something, but I am to sick to talk. When he got me to my chair, I looked at him...

" I want you to know that Im not a drinker. I was so stressed lastnight, I couldn't help it. Unfortunattly, the memory is still there and so are the visions of you out cold. I thought I killed ya.
But.. you're not and Im glad. I would hate to think that a man of your stacture passed before your prime."

 

[mr spikey]

Jim

The phone rang and that destroyed the moment. She muttered about having paperwork and losing her license. She was happy that I had not passed before my time and I told her " I am too, Leona. " I went to the back and got the aspirin. I poued out three tablets for me and two for her. We toasted to our headaches and chased the aspirin down with Seltzer water.
I told her " Are you going to be okay?" She nodded and I turned to leave. I stopped and look at her and said " You still owe me breakfast, Leona. When would you like to settle up?"

 

[honnie]

Leona

"How about you meet me here later tonight before I close; and use the front door...please. I will make it up to you, that's a promise."

As he walked out, I scrambled to finish yesterday's paperwork so I could open. My morning crowed will want their coffee. After all was done, I went out to start the coffee pots and set the morning trays out. Not very many bars serve this early in the morning, but my customers are my life. Besides without them I wouldn't have a business. Some of them need to sober up before they go home to their wives.

As I tiddied up a bit, my mind strayed thinking about Jim. It was coming back to me that there was a kiss involved lastnight. I began to fantisize again on the things I could do to him. His strong body next to mine sent chills all over, just imagining the heat. I was so into my fantacy, I was getting horney. So much that I felt my own wetness.

My thoughts were interupted by the telephone ringing. When I answered it, all I could here was heavy breathing.

"Who is this, speak or for ever hold your piece, and quit waisting my time!" I screamed.

I hung up the phone and got about 20 feet fron the counter and the damn thing rang again. I hesitated to answer it, but it might be important. So I ran over, picked it up, to hear...

 

[tequillashots]

Jake

When I woke up from my slumber my first instinctive movement was to look at my watch to see what time it was. But alas there was no watch on my wrist. Wondering where I had dropped it last night I remembered that I left it on that Harley that was in the back alley. Wondering if that was the redheads bike I thought I had better call and see if she even went out to get onto her bike last night at all.

I picked up the phone and dialed the number to the bar and waited for someone to answer it. One ring.........two rings......three rings.... finally someone picked it up. I wondered what I would say but the only things that came out of my mouth was the sound of my breathing. Then all I got from the other end was, "Who is this, speak or for ever hold your piece, and quit waisting my time, she screamed and then hung up.

I looked at the phone and dialed the number again. One ring.... two rings.... three rings and finally she picked it up again. Before she could yell in my ear again I spoke in a dark voice asking her if she had been out to her bike this morning. She stated that she hadn't but that she would go out there as soon as she could. I told her that I would wait for her call and hung up the phone.

 

[honnie]

Leona

I was alarmed when the voice mentioned my bike. I hesitated whether to look or not. I slowly approched the back door not knowing what or who might be out there. As I peered out the window, I noticed something on the seat of my bike, so I went out to see what it was.

"A watch" I said to myself, hummm?

As I walked back into the bar, layed the watch on the counter, and saw a note saying "You owe me another watch"
and a number on the back of the business card. The name on the front was Jake Wilson, "who is he?" I was quite courious as to why he would have left this on my bike. I picked up the watch to see that it was not running, so I layed it back on the counter and finished my set-up for my morning rush.

I rushed around the bar trying to hurry, and began to daydream about Jim and the wounderful things I could do to him. I decided on what to wear when he comes in to night, something sexy I think. My morning crew arived, so I went behind the bar to start serving coffee, before they all had to go to work or home. As I was serving everyone, something felt strange about today, and I couldn't put my finger on it...puzzling, I said to myself, but I continued to serve coffee.

"Bar Closes in 10 minutes guys, it's time to go, and I'll see ya all tonight."

After 15 pots of coffee, and 2 hours went by, the place was clean for tonight, my paperwork was finished, so I put on some music and practiced my dance routine for sundays' show. It felt so good to be on the stage. I remember when this stage was my other life until I bought the bar and changed the name. The lights, the crowd, music, and the fun I had entertaining..What a life.

.

 

[honnie]

Leona

As I was dancing to the music, the same feeling came over me that I had felt eariler. I paused my routine, stood on stage while the music was still playing, looking around the room feeling like I was not really alone. I saw no one, but I still felt strange. Maybe I just need more sleep after last night.

"ting ting" I must be hearing things, I know I'm the only one here.

I returned to my dancing, and it felt like old times when I could entertain my customers. Most of the guys have seen me in almost nothing, so being dressed behind the bar was no biggy to them or me. I have had many request to return to the stage. But other duties call, before pleasure. And it was sheer pleasure to be on stage.

I changed the music to a rather different tone, a more suductive tone, and began to grind like I had done before. I was in the mood to let it all out while I was alone. It dosn't seem proper to dance this way anymore. But I just wanted to know with'in myself, that I still had it in me. It was a feelgood moment.

The phone ringing startled me a bit, I jumped off stage, ran to answer it.

"Leona's, Oh hi.. you cant.. well get felling better and I chat with you tomarrow."

Well, that was a call I didn't want to get. One of my dancers is sick. Which means Im short a dancer for the busiest night of the week. What to do.

As I changed my clothes, the thought crossed my mind, to dance myself, and try to run the bar as well. Ya right, impossible. nope, nodda, not going to happen. Why did I even think of it in the first place.

I poured myself a seltzer, and began to call some of the girls I knew from my pass to see if the would be interested in working tonight. As I called the third gal, I heard the same noise coming from the back room. "ting ting" I went behind the bar to get 'ramsey'. I hesitated because of something Jim had said earlier.

I acted like nothing was wrong and began walking towards the backroom offices. I know I locked the backdoor. I continued to slowly move towards the office door. It was shut, so I listened carefully. I couldn't here anything in there, but I wasn't going to open the door to see either. I walked further towards the store room.

"ting ting" There it gose again, I was louder the closer I got to the door. My fear began to increase, and I hope 'ramsey' is all I will need. I put my hand on the doorknob and was about to open the door.

"ring ring"

Damn, the phone scared the shit out of me. I moved very carefully backwards to catch the phone.

" Leona's..oh yes, great, thankyou so much, I will see you at 6pm tonight, I owe you one. Bye"

"Thank god, I wont have to dance afterall." I layed my head down on the counter in releif.

"ting ting ting"

Ok that's it, I know that I'm not hearing things. I grabbed 'ramsey', went to the back room, opened the door ready for anything ( or anyone), adn to my suprise, there was....

 

[poohlive]

He stood there, wide eyes, eager for the door to open. The buzzer apparently hadn't worked, each time he pressed it, some weird sound came out, nothing at all like a buzzer should sound. He thought perhaps it just made a funny sound here, but in the back whoever was still inside heard him.
As time passed on, no one came. He wanted to just screw it and knock on the door, but as his hand touched the wood, it flew open, revealing a nice red head. She looked liked she had been working out, sweat still coming off of her. He felt a twinge.
It threw him back that a woman answered the door. He thought, for the kind of bar this was, perhaps a buff man would come, one of those biker guys or something.
This surprised him entirely.
"Hello," he took out his hand, "My name is Johnny Redmond. Everyone calls me Red though."
A tall, built man, but the look in his eyes gave away that he was very young as well. Curly brown locks cut short, and hazel eyes that seemed to smile as he did.
"I was looking for a job, and everyone in town says this is the best bar around. I was wondering if you were looking for a bartender or bouncer or anything."
He stopped her, before he could speak.
"Before you say no, I just want to say, I have excellent references. I can take a punch in a fight, and I know every drink in the book. I can mix up a white russian like you would never believe. I'm not looking for much, I just got into town, and need help paying for school. If you need a busboy, or someone to stock in the back... hell, I'll even dance if it gets me a paycheck."
He laughed, but it was forced, and he stopped it in just an instant.

 

[honnie]

Leona

I couldn't say no to Red, he seemed to be in a great need of a job. So I allowed him to enter.

"Well don't just stand there, get in here, I want to take a good look at you first, before I say anthing else."

I walked around him, checking him out from head to toe. He was built, looked strong, not afraid to speak up, and most of all he was a looker. I made him a bit nervous, I had 'ramsey' still in my hand.

"Humm, as I see it we are both in a bit of a delemina. You need a job, and I could use extra help as well. I'll give you a try tonight, but this isn't permanant. You screw up.. You are OUT! Now sit down, and let tell you MY rules."

I perceded to explain how I run the place, and the inportant rules with the employees.

"I've never had trouble in the bar, cause they know I'll crack thier skull, and for bid them to ever return. I run a clean business, no fighting, no cheating, and don't touch the dancers while on stage.
I knew everybody, and everybody knows me. Now go in the back, clean up and for gods sake, change you clother, there some in the closet that will fit you."

As I showed him the dressing room, I had to mention ..."This room is also for the girl as well, and there was to be no kinky bullshit. If they bust your skull, that's your problem. Be respectful. When they"re in here you leave."

I walk out, closed the door, and siged a sigh of releif. Now I can consentrate on my customers, their needs, and monitor behavior. I also didn't hesitate to take a look at his faseek from behind as I was leaving the room. He just might work out to be something special around here. Many of my female friends had commented on the desire of a "LadiesNight", and he just might be my new dancer.

I went behind the bar to make one last check on the supplies, and couldn't help but think if Jim would really return. Tonoght is the night we are to meet after closing. Oh well, I need to concentrate on business for now, the bar opens in 2 hours.

 

[poohlive]

Wow.
Red barely hid the large smile on his face, moving about the dressing room. He didn't expect things to go that well.
To be honest, he made that whole best bar hing up. It wasn't that this place didn't have a bad rap, he just needed a job. Nothing like greasing the wheels, as they say.
He switched from his clothing, into some more appropriate bar attire. A nice black button up shirt, some slacks, and an apron. It had seen better days, but still looked relatively sanitary.
He began cleaning things up around the back. Empty beer cans, which had decided to run amok around the floor. Glass in each corner. He nearly cut himself trying to grab it all up. It was as if when they broke the bottles, they just swept them underway. He organized a few things too, certain crates in the front, others in the back. He used to help his undle out during the summers. The man had a great bar, nothing like this, just one of those lodges in a logging town. Those loggers really knew how to drink.
Well over an hour the sweat came off his brow, and the place looked a bit better. A mop to the floor, and he'd call it good back here. Nothing like a cleanly workplace to offer better help to the customers.
He looked around for a mop, but all he could find was a broom. They probably kept it close to the bar, for spills and whatnot. He decided to just broom and leave it good. The back alley outside seemed to use a little cleaning as well.
Busy as a bee, trying his hardest to earn her respect for the first day. Nothing he hadn't done before, tough work went hand in hand with honest living. Something he had been taught a long time ago.
An hour before the place opened, he checked his watch. The rest of her employees should arrive soon. Nothing like meeting his fellow workers, especially in a place like this. What better way to meet women than a dancing bar.
Then he realized the only women would be the dancers, and of course they'd be gorgious. The audience would consist of rich old men.
Oh well, at least he'd get decent tips. Nothing wrong with that.

 

[honnie]

I heard a racket from tha back room. When I saw what Red was doing, I left him to his work. Maybe I made a good decision in trying him out for tonight. By the Time I had changed into my black leather one-piece outfit, Red had the place spotless. I look at him with a pleasent smile.

"Wow, you out did yourself. The place looks good. Now just so you know, my customers like it fast, fixed right and most of all, don't ignor them when they talk to you, the love conversation. Some of my customer are not millionairs, but the spend alot here. They are good people. They, are why I keep this place open. Now... let the party begin."

As he approched the bar, I saw his tight pants smoothly caressing his ass, and I bit my lip, to keep from purring when he passed me. I think I will leave that one till later. Don't want to scare the kid off before he warms up.

"Well Red, Here they come, Oh thanks. You have the job." I said to him as I left the counter and went for the door to greet my buds.

 

[poohlive]

Red smiled, nodding at his instructions. It was hard to keep his eyes on hers, and not have them dwindle down to the nice little cleavage in the front. A very attractive woman, he couldn't help but think of the possibilities, but she moved away before that, and the customers poured in a moment later.
Mostly men, as he had thought. Drink orders came in the moment they crossed the threshold. Not to his surprise, a lot of requests for beer. The tap never seemed to turn off. Other drinks came up too, tonic's, martini's, he even had to put together a few margarita's.
He smiled, talked with the customers. Laughed at their off color jokes, even the ones he had heard a million times before. Tips were skimpy at first, just a few bucks here and there. As the night wore on, the wallets loosened up. Fives, tens, even the occasional Jackson showed up in his hand.
What a night.
He winked at a few of the women, who seemed to come in as well. Not as much as the men, but they were there too. Hell, it was a new America, and he didn't have a problem with that.
He just poured the drinks.