She wants it right there out in public. Hell yeah or hell to the no?

Lou_Kayge

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I recall once, when I was in my late 20's, I went to the bank and there was a new teller who just moved to town and asked me where's a good place to hang out. Cute, but not fine and with a nice body under her business suit. I suggested she meet me at a Black-owned club after work and I would introduce her to some of the Black hoi polloi. Long story short, we both got to drinking and I was slow dancing and dislodged her tittiys from her bra and started massaging them muhfuhkahs on the dance floor. The club manager, who was fine dan da muh herself, saw what was going down and had me escorted out and barred me from that club forever. The banker left town shortly thereafter (turns out she was married to one of her bosses who heard about the tittays out). Fast forward 10 years and that club had closed. The manager shows up in another club, still so fine that she's the object of all attention. It took me several weeks of seeing her to recall our previous interaction because she was not the bouncer that put me out, and I was really drunk. So, I keep trying to hit on her and finally she reminds me where we met before and lets me know that I was, in her mind, the low lifetiest muhfuhkah she had ever seen since I was trying to have sex with a drunk woman on the dance floor and got her fired from her job. Just recalled this story from the past bc of the thread title .
 
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