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A Ride In Texas

... not believe what I saw. I quickly pulled my act together, looked around to see what I was up against and noticed she appeared to be without her posse. Looking into her face from this close I could see she was partially inebriated. She also had a look of frustration on her face. I decided to strike up a conversation, so before attempting anything, I waved down the female bartender and asked her to help my young lady friend next to me. My new friend smiled at me and seemed to notice me for the first time. I returned the gesture and after she ordered, noticing it was only one drink, I asked her how she was doing. “Terrible!” she said in her Texas drawl. “My friends had to leave ‘cause their bfs are assholes!” At this I could not help myself but laugh and after seeing this, she looked at me laughed as well. “ I’m sorry to hear that!” I said, yelling over the music. She explained to me that this one and that one were celebrating some kind of dating anniversary and then some guy started talking to his girl and they stepped outside to argue and the next thing half the people said they had to go. She went on to say how immature boys are and all they do is want to possess you like an object and “parade you ‘round”. She looked up at me again, as her eyes had been darting back and forth in her display of anger. “Well, you must know all about it, being a guy and all!” and she laughed such a sweet sound. “I bet you don’t treat your lady friend that way, huh mister?” I saw that she meant ...

... it with no disrespect and I took advantage of the situation to say “ please, call me Jim.”. She repeated my name like it was a foreign name and then said “Ok….Jim!” “Nice to meet ya’ll!” Her teeth were straight and bright as she smiled and put out her hand in a gesture to shake hands with me. I took her small dainty hand in mind and kissed the tops of her fingers. “The pleasure is certainly mine…miss ?....” . “ She laughed and said “ OH MA GAWD!....M’name is Megan!” and she laughed her little laugh. We talked about where I was from and what I was doing in town and she told me how she is in college and what she was studying and I found myself listening intently to her stories about her friends, her college classes, her teachers. After another round, the music suddenly slowed down and a slow country song came on as a request for a couple that was celebrating their honeymoon. The DJ said we don’t normally do this but it’s a special song for a special couple and on and on and suggested for everyone to grab their partner and mosey on out to the dance floor to honor the couple. Still smiling from the sentimental idea, I looked at Megan and asked her if she would do me the honor. She did a little curtsy and said she would be happy to. My heart skipped a beat as I e****ted her out to the dance floor, her small hand in mine. We picked a nice spot and began to slow dance, my hands now on her waist, her arms up around my neck. We kind of just keep looking into each others eyes and when ...