[SIZE=4]Two incidents recently.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=4]First, I was in a bar/lounge not frequented by our sort of folk. Sitting, watching the dancers, dancing a bit, drinking a glass of wine. Slimy dude slithers up and starts his come-on talk. It almost sounded like a script. He finished with "Oh baby, could I ever show you a good time".[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=4]So I said, "Oh honey, I would love to show you an even better time" and handed him my card for the dojo where I teach Karate. [/SIZE]
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[SIZE=4]Second one.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=4]Sitting at the bar in a sorta accepting bar with a nice dance floor. I danced maybe 4 dances, was tired, sat back down and continued drinking my wine. Dude slips in onto the next bar stool, drooling all over himself. (I don't mean this to sound egotistical, you know how some men are) I had extremely low cleavage with massive exposure, kind of a risk but I loved it.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=4]He sat there talking at me but looking directly at my breasts. Then his line, "My god, I would to massage those breasts". So I happily took out a silicone form and plooped it on the bar and said "Go to it big guy". [/SIZE]
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[SIZE=4]The bartender treated me to free drinks the rest of the night.[/SIZE]