All those twenties are still mine

I think I fucked the bartender. At least, I spent most of my most recent visit to the Raven trying to remember if I had.

And why not? There really wasn't much to see that early weeknight evening. Four dancers were on the board when I arrived. Three more showed up before I left. Six of the seven weren't worth watching at all.

One of those six has been plaguing me and all the PLs in the area for a decade or more. She's made the circuit from BallPark to Raven to SnS and back to Raven. Any why? No one wants a dance with her. And not just because she looks bad. She looks nasty in all the wrong ways. And smells like it too.