First Contact_(1)
I’ll be honest; I was in the Navy at this time. I know, I know, ha ha ha. That’s a log story, not about a sexual experience. I’m not attracted to men; I love a woman’s figure, all the way. If anyone has been to Virginia, you’ll believe this. I was bored one night, and went to a bar just outside of Portsmouth, by the shipyards. I didn’t know anyone, so I sat at the bar, and just got a beer and a shot. After my second beer, and about two more shots, I was buzzing pretty good, and started to look around. There was a dirty blonde at the end of the bar still alone. She was talking to the bartender, and seemed a little upset. I figured he was family, or maybe a …