...but her crazy assed body sure had. She shook her head and cleared those memories from her mind. "That was ANOTHER story," she thought... and though not one she particularly wanted to forget all the time, she had no time for it now.....to be sure. She sat in the back corner booth thinking about whether she was going to "go the rest of the way" with John and stick around after she quit dancing at 2:00AM and join the "PARTY". During the course of the rest of the evening, Linda had pondered John's "offer" but he hadn't pressed her for an answer and she hadn't volunteered one, either. 2:00AM rolled around pretty fast and the other two dancers started to pack it up to leave. Linda had parked herself in the back booth, again.........still...........and was now finishing her third or fourth J&B on the rocks. She made no move to get up and go get dressed, but just sat there and drank and stared down at the table. Finally, at about 2:45AM when John had chased all the patrons out of the lounge and locked the door and Jo Ellen had rung out and was restocking the beer coolers behind the bar, John walked over and sat down in the booth across from her. "It's no big deal, Linda........really it isn't", he said softly. "I presume, since you're still here, we've got ourselves a 'deal', babe?" She looked up at him from between her hand outlined face, propped on her elbows over her J.B..............a little glassy eyed and fairly well resigned.........and blurted........."I'm still here, aren't I?" "What the hell do YOU think, John?" "Hey!............Don't get pissed at me, sweetie!.........I'm not FORCING you to do anything...........nothin at all!.......CORRECT?" He was right. |