Chapter 15
by 
ColdPopGuy
Shots sound great
Yeah they do
Paul puts two shot glass and a quarter full tequila bottle on the coffee table.
He pours two shots, you each raise yours. “What should we cheers to?” He asks.
“To your sister, may her first child be a masculine child.” You guffaw and Paul laughs too, “Gotta love a Godfather reference.”
You down your shot, it’s good tequila, smooth and flavorful.
You are drunk now, but you feel great. Paul looks like he’s feeling good too.
“One more shot he says then I’m going to bed,” Paul says.
He pours two more shots and you raise your glasses.
You laugh and blurt out, “To handcuffs, blindfolds, ballgags and ass fuckin!” Both of you crack up and down the shots.
