Hello GW, long time lurker finally delving into the depths. Alright for some background this story happened a few years back shortly after moving to a new city. I was at the time 22(M). Bear with me as this is going to be long to set the stage for future stories.
Okay, I had recently left the military and had started university in a state where I knew no one, in a city where I new no one. A fresh start if you will. Well as is the case with many when they leave the service, I was a raging alcoholic with some serious issues, according to my psychology classes, I call them mislead coping mechanisms. Anyways, I had been going to this brewery (Hoppy’s) every day for about a month. In fact, I spent most of my free time at Hoppy’s. Can you blame me the staff there were gorgeous! I was rather cocky and timid a lovely mix any of my quasi-introverted peeps will understand as one lubricates the mind with libations. So, I found myself there like any other day seated halfway down the bar staring blankly at the TV as football was once again the entertainment. I had gotten to know a few of the bartenders all of which were smoke shows and of course very nice. Having heard horror stories and frequented enough bars, I did not think anything of the casual flirty repartee we often shared. (This comes into play in another story.) I had been at the bar for a few hours when I saw a young blonde probably mid to late 20’s wearing a very form fitting black knit dress covered in tattoos sit at the end of the bar. I occasionally glanced over to see if she was joined by anyone and that is when I saw an older gentleman sit down with her. At this point in the night having let several opportunities slip through my fingers I resigned to drinking and to drinking I took.