.. It was a fairly good night at work most of our staff members,since we each walked out with at least $230 worth of tips...SO,with the permission of ...the boss and under the watchful eye of the new manager/bartender, we all stayed after closing to relax and drink a few shots(cranberry juice for me though,i don't drink) safe to say that most of staff left in a cab,except of course for yours truly..And the woman of the hour,who was a little buzzed(or was faking it) after a few long island ice. Now I was not as dumb as the other boys back then, I knew about sex through a cousin of mine who is now in Navy and is 7-8 years elder to me, he used to put me on a lookout for him like a peon while he did what he did with his women at the house .I aged 10 back then and I have always tried to find my share of women just out of curiosity ever since and it was soon that I became pretty well versed with the drill or charming up a woman or fooling her off into doing it my way.The one lady I have. .. cuddling… my heart thumping in my chest and her’s thumping in her chest (yes I could hear her heart beating when we were both quiet for a few seconds), I asked if she would like to eat now. So we had dinner and I opened the bottle of the sparkling and poured her a glass. We sipped on the champagne and ate our dinner talk a bit more. Except that as we ate and drank the conversation became more and more intimate. We were NOW talking about her relationship and how she was always so disappointed. .." says the cab driver, trying vainly to take the situation in hand."There will be time for explanations later. Turn around please and put your hands on the roof of the car." But..." Just do it please, sir."The cabbies shoulders sag, and he turns around. The cop moves in behind him and begins to pat him down. When he is done, the cop turns to me."You too, girly."I nod, and assume the position, bent at the waist, legs apart slightly, hands on the cab roof. He runs his hands firmly up over my.