Oh Yeah? Yeah!

Chatting at the bar waiting to order I admire her skirt tell her she's delicious in it. 'Oh, you flirt! ' she flirts. Says she likes my jeans (how the diamante applique coils & curls about the thigh) 'Oh, yeah? ' 'Yeah! ' Says I'd look better in her skirt than her that I've got better legs than her. 'Ya wanna bet? ' 'Yeah? ' 'Oh yeah! ' I squeeze out of my jeans she unzips her skirt (our nether attire around our ankles) we step out of our respectibve male & female roles swop stand there at the bar sipping cocktails with suggestive names untio we are asked to remove ourselves from this establishment this premises We leave arm in arm I as her & she as me me in my sexy tartan mini (a tight fit...I admit) she in jeans just...a little too big for her leaving a trail of laughter like neon light on a rainy night.