Next Meeting

When Mike woke up the next morning he was extremely anxious. He had slept on and off all last night and all he wanted to do was roll over and go back to bed but he needed to start his day. After working out and finishing all of his daily chores and tasks he glanced at the clock and noticed it was already just about time for dinner. He opened his fridge only to find it totally empty; causing him to sigh as he realize that despite doing all of his other chores he hadn't remembered to get food. He didn't want to go anywhere far as he had an early morning coming tomorrow, but he realized that this could also be the perfect excuse to see Ashley again.

Mike threw on a nice button-down and some slacks to try and look nice but not stand out from other customers. He hopped into his Camry and started to laugh to himself about how he was going out during the weekend all by himself just to potentially see someone. When he arrived at 10 on the dot he payed the bouncer the cover and headed straight to the bar to get some food. The bartender was in a skimpy nurses outfit that barely contained her massive breasts that somehow seemed to defy gravity. She looked to be in her early 20's and had a slightly southern accent that fit her perfectly. She introduced herself as Candy and was happy to talk while Mike ate his food. When Mike is finished eating with no sign of his target, he decided to just ask Candy is Ashley was working that night. Candy broke out into a wide giant smile.

"Ah, so that's your type. You're about the only one in this place who doesn't just stare at my tits and now I know why."

Mike instantly went red and she laughed at his embarrassment.

"Yes." she said, "She is working tonight; but, just a word of advice, she is a woman who won't take shit from anyone. So you better behave yourself."

Mike thanked Candy for the info and headed over to the stage to try and find Ashley. He took a seat at a table near the stage and sat through a few routines before he finally saw her.