Decide to sit down in the tighter spot between them.

As you slide into the hot water between the red haired bear and the stocky older guy, they shift only slightly. It doesn't really make any more room, and you end up with your shoulders touching theirs, and your thighs pressed against their legs - the bear's leg feels hairy, the stocky guy's leg feels smooth. They're both smiling.

You settle, leaning back in the hot bubbling water and enjoying the way it massages your body, hyper-aware of the presence of the two men. Closer up, you glance a look at them. The stocky guy winks. The bear smiles at you. After a moment of silence, the bear moves his arm along the rim of the hot tub, and you feel his thumb stroke your shoulder. Finally, the bear speaks.

"Feels good," he says. You're pretty sure he's not just talking about the hot tub water.

"Yeah," you say.

"Haven't seen you here before," the stocky older guy says, and you feel his leg press against yours a little under the water.

"I haven't been here before," you admit. "It's my birthday, and some guys brought me here. We were at the midtown pub."

The bear's thumb strokes your shoulder a little more obviously. "The bear bar?" he says.

"Yeah," you feel your skin turn red, and it's not from the heat of the hot tub.

"You like bears, eh?" the hairy bear grins at you.

"A chaser, huh?" the stocky older guy adds, and he puts his arm into the hot water, and strokes your thigh.

"Yeah," you say again.

"Our lucky day," the bear grins. His hand takes your shoulder and gives it a quick squeeze.

"What else you like?" the stocky older guy asks.