“Sheila. Meet Jon.” Jerry said, pointing at the other man.
“Hiya.” He said, but his eyes were on my body.
I sat with a plop. I didn’t talk for the next fifteen minutes. I sat silently in between the two men listening to the constant chatter. I was asked at least five times if I wanted a drink. I said no each time, but somewhere around 5:30 pm, a drink appeared in front of me. I do not honestly know who put it there. It could have been either guy or even the people siting across the table. I eyed it. There was no way I was tasting it.
“Hey!” Said Jon at one point. “Sheila!”
I turned to look At him but said nothing. I do not think he noticed because he went ahead to say.
“Do you got a boyfriend?” He asked.
I shook my head even though my brain told me not to tell them anything. Call me crazy, but at that moment, I look passed between jerry and Jon.
“Aww” jerry said. And he touched me on my arm causing me to jump. “That’s too bad.” But he didn’t look like he thought it was too bad. He looked happy about it. His eyes were shining.
“Yeah. That is awful.” Jon said. Between the two of them talking I was turning my head back and forth. “ why would someone break up with you?”
I wanted to correct him and tell him that I never had one in the first place, but my brain told me not to. My brain reminded me that they would not be able to hear me anyways. I shrugged instead.
“Ah baby.” Jerry said suddenly changing his tone. “ you haven’t touched your drink.” He moved it closer to me till it was inches from the edge of the table.
“But….” I started to say.
“ come on I’ll buy you as many refills as you like just drink up.” Jerry Was leaning towards me, looking excited.
“ hey and if he runs out of money I’ll buy them.” Jon spoke up from behind me. He held up a Wallet Stuffed full of cash. “ stick with me, baby. I’m rich.”
My mind was working overtime. I did not fall for the money for the baby talk. I had not Asked an asked for a drink I was thirsty but I didn’t want to drink it.. I knew that these two were just trying to get me drunk. They had planned to engage in a threesome with me, or at least find a girl get her drunk, and take her home. I was not falling for it. But for the moment, I was trapped between these two creeps. It seemed to me they kept moving closer and breathing on me. I felt smothered. How was I going to escape?
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