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She sipped her most recent drink and started looking more closely
at her surroundings. Nice place. Low light, subdued music,
quiet clientele… “I may have found a new ‘regular watering
hole,'” she thought gratefully.
Her eyes came to rest on two women at a small table across the
room. A tall, statuesque black woman in a short jacket was
talking with a large-boned, somewhat homely blonde dressed in
jeans. “The black one must be some kind of athlete,” Joan
thought. “I’ve never seen such wide shoulders on a woman
before.” Though slowed by alcohol, Joan realized she was staring
and quickly averted her eyes out of habit.
But she instantly jerked her gaze back to the pair. The black
woman’s hand was on the thick blonde’s thigh! Joan stared in
awe. “God! Don’t they realize there are people around?!?” she
wondered. Joan glanced around to see if anyone had noticed the