Post by HawksStock on Apr 2, 2009 17:04:26 GMT -6
about 2 yrs ago.
So I go home for the weekend, an old friend of mine his wife and I go to the casinos. That means he needs a babysitter (yeah for me)
Anyway we get back from the riverboat in bettendorf around 1:30. His baby sitter and her aunt (whom she lives with are there) I was in a great mood, I was about 150$ (from blackjack), he and his wife up 60$ (BUT from bullshit slots)
Anyway I can kind of tell the girl digs me. I'd goosed her in the kitchen and she just turned and smiled. She and her aunt are getting ready to go,
me: Hey before you leave why don't you get in between my legs before you go.
Girl: (simply smiles at me)
Aunt: absolutely not she's 17, do you realize I'm her legal gaurdian? cool off.
Well the babysitter and her aunt take off. My buddy Keith, his wife, and I head for the kitchen crack a few beers and tell our casino stories. They might of been up 60, but that is because Chassity is up 90 and he's down 30.
I start extolling on them about the virtues of blackjack when Keith's phone ring... It's the aunt whom asks if I would like them to come back and pick me up.
me: "hell yeah" (I'm thoroughly wasted, going to a casino in usually prevents this, but I'm a pro... balancing the bar on both floors and the waitress so I'm sure to have a constant supply)
Now I know you think you know where this is going, but it wasn't I'm not that fortunate.
We get to their home and the aunt asks if I want her to make us drinks. (rum and cokes, I always have a 1.75 L bottle on me... rum or whiskey)
me: "Yeah"
aunt: "how strong?"
me: "Half and Half"
aunt: "and you?" referring to the girl
Her eyes light up, just re-affirmation that I'm in (or so I think)
When the aunt enter the room she only has two drinks in her hand, I realize this is a bad sign.
The babysitter and I were already making out.
I stop and looke over at the aunt, who was monitoring almost with a look of disbelief.
Aunt: "i'm going leave you two to whatever it is your doing"
me: "Are you sure, don't you want to stay?" (I went from complete drunk to charming with my tone of voice... I really wanted this)
babysitter: <nothing> still making cow eyes at me, she really wasn't much for words.
anyways the aunt went to bed, that sucked... but on the upside the girl had no gag reflex. Let me repeat, the GIRL HAD NO GAG REFLEX!
it was a long night, I slept till 2 in the afternoon.
I wake up and the aunt bring me a glass of kool aid, yes Kool Aid.
the moral of this story, people who play slot machine's are lame. If I wanted to yank on a pole all day, I'd just never leave the house.
So I go home for the weekend, an old friend of mine his wife and I go to the casinos. That means he needs a babysitter (yeah for me)
Anyway we get back from the riverboat in bettendorf around 1:30. His baby sitter and her aunt (whom she lives with are there) I was in a great mood, I was about 150$ (from blackjack), he and his wife up 60$ (BUT from bullshit slots)
Anyway I can kind of tell the girl digs me. I'd goosed her in the kitchen and she just turned and smiled. She and her aunt are getting ready to go,
me: Hey before you leave why don't you get in between my legs before you go.
Girl: (simply smiles at me)
Aunt: absolutely not she's 17, do you realize I'm her legal gaurdian? cool off.
Well the babysitter and her aunt take off. My buddy Keith, his wife, and I head for the kitchen crack a few beers and tell our casino stories. They might of been up 60, but that is because Chassity is up 90 and he's down 30.
I start extolling on them about the virtues of blackjack when Keith's phone ring... It's the aunt whom asks if I would like them to come back and pick me up.
me: "hell yeah" (I'm thoroughly wasted, going to a casino in usually prevents this, but I'm a pro... balancing the bar on both floors and the waitress so I'm sure to have a constant supply)
Now I know you think you know where this is going, but it wasn't I'm not that fortunate.
We get to their home and the aunt asks if I want her to make us drinks. (rum and cokes, I always have a 1.75 L bottle on me... rum or whiskey)
me: "Yeah"
aunt: "how strong?"
me: "Half and Half"
aunt: "and you?" referring to the girl
Her eyes light up, just re-affirmation that I'm in (or so I think)
When the aunt enter the room she only has two drinks in her hand, I realize this is a bad sign.
The babysitter and I were already making out.
I stop and looke over at the aunt, who was monitoring almost with a look of disbelief.
Aunt: "i'm going leave you two to whatever it is your doing"
me: "Are you sure, don't you want to stay?" (I went from complete drunk to charming with my tone of voice... I really wanted this)
babysitter: <nothing> still making cow eyes at me, she really wasn't much for words.
anyways the aunt went to bed, that sucked... but on the upside the girl had no gag reflex. Let me repeat, the GIRL HAD NO GAG REFLEX!
it was a long night, I slept till 2 in the afternoon.
I wake up and the aunt bring me a glass of kool aid, yes Kool Aid.
the moral of this story, people who play slot machine's are lame. If I wanted to yank on a pole all day, I'd just never leave the house.
