Back to the bar

After cleaning her self up, Stacie dressed again, pulling her clothes on again, they wore actually dry which surprised her.

Finally she left the broken womans room and returned to the bar. She could still hear the rain on the roof so decidied to wait at the bar again. The barman approached her and she returned the dishrag to him.

The barman looked at the white liquid drying on his rag and raised an eyebrow at Stacie. She just smiled in return.

The barman sighed and returned to his busniess, cleaning the bar.

Stacie say there for a minute, look at around, a TV was on and had the local news, which was showing the rain would continue for a while longer.

Stacie glanced to her left and noticed 3 men come out of the hallway, from where the bathrooms wore, one was a rather large fat mat, who was sitting with his friend in the corner, he winked as he walked past. The other two was a large looking black man, bald and wore a black leather vest, which a logo on the back showing a woman humping a bike.

The man behind him was a younger guy, 'not bad looking' Stacie thought. She watched the 2 men with vests go back to a larger table with 5 other men.

The black man leaned over to talk to a rather large 'pugish' man, who hard a large black beard, he spoke something into his hear and motioned to Stacie at the bard. Stacie watched a large smile roll across the mans face.

Stacie turned her back to him and look to the bar. The man with beard admires the view from behind Stacie, her lean musclor legs, her tight rear in some even more tigher shorts, not to meation a white top that looked two sizes too small.

Stacie sat there and suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder, she turns around to see