The bartender immediately takes notice.“Hey! Are you ok? Did we say something wrong?”“What? Oh. No. I ... um ... have to go home and use the bat...hroom.”“Why can’t you use ours?”“Well ... I have this condition ... it requires me to take special salts when I go to the bathroom.”“Special salts? Can’t you take them here?”“I guess I could ... it’s just that...”“No arguments. Mi casa su casa.”“Really? Wow, I love this bar.”The new guy heads for the bar’s men’s room and after a few minutes he returns. After about the 4th time of her doing this, she came home late 1 night and undressed while I was sleeping, she climbed up on the bed and stood over me, lowering her pussy over my face, she reached down and shook me to wake me, I opened my eyes to see her pussy right in my face, she said she had a surprise for me as she lowered her cunt right onto my face, as I probed her pussy with my tongue, she moaned and told me to clean his cum out of her, I pulled back and asked her what the hell she was. One of her hands was playing with a lock of her hair as she conversed with him. Every so often she would touch Bob on his arms or hands. Bob remembered what his sister had told him a few years ago about body language and what the signals meant if a girl was preening. He thought that these were signs that she was non-verbally giving to him. His interpretation of these signs was that she had a strong interest or desire to be with him.The band started up and he asked her to dance. She rose and. That ... woman ... You're coming home with me right now!" No!" Gilly said defiantly, her face flushing and her body trembling with anger. "I'm staying here with my friends. You can't make me go anywhere."Cyril made a grab for Gilly, intending to drag her out but Charlie had been expecting him to do something and caught his arm as he was reaching out. Cyril tried to take another swing at Charlie as he was being pushed towards the door but Charlie was much too fast, caught Cyril's little fist in.