“Baby pace yourself tonight we will have lots of fun!” Trish comes back with drinks and sets them down. She slips me a note with her phone number... on it. I have no idea what to do with the note, no pockets then I remember what my wife use to do and slip the note into my bra. No wonder Emily kept telling me that I was her date tonight. Just then a group of girls walk in and look over our way, and they all say “Hi Em”. They all walk over to us and pull out the chairs and sit down. I think that. She had some trouble standing – (that’s what you get you dumb slut, sitting down and filling up on free booze hehe) – I got her a water and we got out of the place, arm in arm and walked to a nearby nightclub. Time to dance and get my hands on this cute chika.Soon we were in and the place was happening as always. I got our gin-tonics and we moved to the back near the DJ. After I forced some drink down her throat I set down the glass and took her face in my hands – she was ready and a horny look. At least I can tell from the sizes they put on kiddie clothes how big they're likely to be. He'd really hate it a lot more if he were like me and had to find a size 16 or 18 or 20 that didn't look like something made for a fat old lady and probably doesn't fit anyhow because they don't even mark the sizes right. I wonder what Germaine Greer has to say about that? I've got to read her new book and find out what she thinks now about clothes because I know I've seen a picture of her in a dress and. Instead I reach my arm into the opening as far as I could and felt nothing but bone chilling cold air. I muttered to myself for not finding a flash light, which meant I’d have to leave my discovery and return later.Back upstairs I failed to find the box I had packed the flashlight into and resolved to just go to town and purchase another cheap one in the morning. I finished unpacking two more rooms of goods and was too exhausted to continue my efforts.I lite a fire in the fireplace, put on some.