The next day, the guy comes into the bar, asks for a beer, and again throws 20 quarters onto the floor.On the third day, he asks for a beer, and hands... the bartender a $10 bill. The bartender takes advantage of his chance for revenge, throws 20 quarters onto the floor and yells “here’s your change then!” The guy looks down at the coins and says: “I’ll have another beer, please.”A weasel walks into a bar.The Bartender says, “Wow, I’ve never served a weasel before. What can I get you?”“Pop,” goes. I awoke an hour or two later, due to Kate moving around in the bed. She was listening to the sounds from the adjoining room. Loud moaning, the same sounds as the night before. Lucy was getting the screwing of a lifetime. I looked over to see if Jim had gotten sent out again, but no, he must be front row for it.My wife was totally awake, breathing heavy, just completely turned on by the sounds. So I did the only thing that seemed right."You can go over if you want." She sighed and kissed me hard. His apartment was right on the beach. There was a pool out the front and views forever. Barry was a very accommodating host and we always had lots of party time. As soon as we turned up drinks started flowing. There were lots of innuendo and conversations were topically and typically sexy, bordering on crude which we loved. We visited several times and he insisted that we take his bedroom since we were a couple and it had a king bed and ensuite (looking back now I think he was filming!).We. He was referring to a black cocktail dress that I had. The dress my husband was referring to was one I’d purchased a few years ago when we were first dating, but since marrying I’d only been able to wear a couple of times. Although a little old, it still fitted well. It was a body-hugging black lace, knee length cocktail, dress… a little too see-through in the wrong light, it was still a nice dress. Pulling the dress from its hanger and laying it on the bed, I turned to the dresser and.