Chapter 8

“I think the bartender might have mentioned it,” she said, placing the leather bill holder on the table.

Bobby was feeling a little buzzed from the combination of the wine and gin, but he figured what the hell and took a deep drink of the cocktail.

When he had drained the glass, he definitely felt the effects of his imbibing. Alcohol always made him horny. Today was no exception. He decided to thank his well wishers in person. He got up, carrying the tab, and walked to the bar, handing the leather folder to the waitress on the way.

“It’s all set,” he told her. Approaching the men, he said, “Hey, thanks, guys. Nice of you to buy a drink for a stranger.”

“No problem,” the taller of the two men replied, moving onto another stool to make room for Bobby between the two of them. “I’m Larry, and this is Dan.”

Bobby shook hands with them both as he slid onto the recently vacated stool. He felt the warmth of the seat where the man had been sitting. It caused a stirring in his groin.