when I first met my man, we went there as a joke, because I had always wanted to see what an eagle was like. gurrrrrrrrllllllll.
it was everything I expected. fucking in the bathroom. questionable bar with almost naked bartenders. my ass was grabbed every 5 minutes. I looked like I was, 15 at the time, so when I went out onto the back deck . . . every bear daddy basically turned, stopped, got hard, and wanted to pounce.
but, I showed id . . . because i'm not an entitled fuck head.