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    ladies were encouraged to dance on top of the bar. The
    clientele ranged from businessmen to tourists, frat boys to
    Hell’s Angels. Something to satisfy every girl’s taste buds.
    Two for one beers and shots and hoards of men…this
    would either cure Jade or kill her. Either way, it would be
    memorable.
    ~
    Sam pulled into a space curbside in front of his building
    just as three girls flew out of the front door. One skinny and
    blonde, one curvy and brunette and one full-figured with
    black hair—something for everyone’s taste he thought to
    himself. Personally, his eyes zeroed in on the brunette, his
    comp client Donna. Her straight hair bobbed around her
    shoulders as she swung her head to talk to the other girls.
    They looked like women on a mission as they all piled
    into a baby blue convertible VW Beetle and zipped into
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    traffic. It took him barely a second to make up his own mind.
    Glancing over his shoulder to check the street, he pulled out
    two cars behind them. He told himself it was good ‘tailing’
    practice. Since he’d found the skip Gary wanted him to bring
    in today and lost him just as quickly in the city traffic, he
    obviously needed the practice. His following Donna had
    nothing to do with the fact that he had been thinking things
    about her that had his cock standing at attention far too often
    over the past day.
    It was soon very apparent where they were going. Sam
    smiled as he watched them circle the block around Hogs &
    Heifers and head for a parking lot.
    He’d spent a few quality nights in the place himself.
    He’d even assisted a lady—well maybe not a lady, but a
    female—in divesting herself of her bra so she could donate it
    to the ever growing collection on display. It still hung there
    amidst the others, a black lace number. Whoever had thought
    of the concept of a drinking establishment that displayed
    ‘donated’ women’s undergarments as decoration should be
    given a medal or something.
    Sam waited for the three to park and head inside, then
    did the same, easily sneaking unnoticed through the crowd in
    the bar. He procured himself a beer and settled into a dark
    corner nearby for some girl watching, or at least one girl in
    particular.
    Donna threw a twenty on the bar and ordered three
    shots. Sam watched with amusement as she raised the glass
    and said, “Here’s to the men we love, and here’s to the men
    who love us. But the men we love don’t love us back, so
    fuck them, here’s to us!” The three women downed the shots
    and slammed empty glasses down on the bar, which the
    bartender refilled with tequila. This time the dark-haired one
    made the toast. A simple, “Ala Famiglia,” echoed by the
    other two as the glasses were emptied one more time.
    The female species never failed to amaze him. After
    emailing that photo to Donna, he’d had an unbelievable
    wave of guilt that he was the one who was going to bring
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    Barbie-doll’s world crumbling down around her ears. He
    pictured screaming and crying, followed by deep depression
    and god only knew what else. What he had never pictured
    was Barbie and her two friends at Hogs & Heifers dancing
    on top of the bar after tequila shots to the cheers of all the
    men in the place.
    Sam smiled. He wanted a woman who could surprise
    him. He enjoyed Donna’s spunk and although he didn’t
    know them, he liked her friends, too. He himself had gone
    out on drinking binges with a few close buddies from the
    force whenever one of them had a tragedy in their life,
    divorce being the most frequent reason. Preferable to the
    other motive for going out and getting tanked—the death of
    someone you knew well or even not so well. Donna and her
    friends had the same kind of relationship as he and his guy
    friends, it seemed. They stuck together, and drank together,
    in times of trouble.
    He liked Donna a whole lot, all right. What he didn’t
    like was how those two men had