“Just cheeky enough, if you ask me.”  Corey grinned, the relief of her not flipping out at his “accidental” but completely inappropriate touching clearly in his voice, if not on his still blushing face.  “And I think I was in a pretty good place to judge.”  He continued, completely honestly.  After all, even if he had not meant to grab a handful of Avery’s ass, there was no denying that he had and that it had felt pretty spectacular.  Grinning, Corey watched as Avery moved her legs off, sad to see them go but still glad to watch, and gave a little shrug at her question.<br/><br/>“Show the poster to all my mates, of course.” He laughed.  “Since the ones not here will likely doubt the truth of this story.  Now, if you were trying to get me to admit to wanking to it….well, that would take a few more drinks!”  Corey continued with a raised eyebrow.  Maybe he was a little tipsy already, to admit to a thing like that, but he was a single man and Avery was a stunning woman, so he saw no shame in it.  Or at least he wouldn’t until he was sober.<br/><br/>Scooting over a bit, Corey looked down at the pics along with Avery.  “Most things do, in my experience” he replied as she mentioned that they got better the further down you went.  “Still, this is quite the progression.  And I have to say, the camera does seem to love you.”  He chuckled.  It was painfully obvious, really.  Avery looked like something right out of a catalog, while Corey looked as out of place in that booth with her as he had in the rest of the club.  Still, he was not one for passing on a miracle night.<br/><br/>“Perfect, and yes, let’s.” He replied, taking his photos from Avery and tucking them into the chest pocket of his loud shirt.  Sliding out from the booth then, he offered his hand to help Avery out before moving the short distance to the booth they had picked.  Glad to see that no cocktail waitress had come along to clean up their unattended drinks, just like before Corey waited until Avey moved into the booth before following.<br/><br/>Picking up his drink, Corey took a long sip before speaking.  “I needed that.  Was it hot in that booth, or was it just me?  Actually, I should have said ‘was it just you’, if I was keeping up with cheesy lines.”  He joked.  “I do have to ask though, what brings a stunner like you out alone on a night like this?  Nothing wrong with it of course, just a surprise I guess.  I mean, you aren’t a black widow killer out for your next victim are you?” Corey laughed. “I mean, if so, it’s been worth it so far.”