"The bar?" he asked curiously, "No thanks babe, I don't need anything from the bar."<br/><br/>David wondered here and now why she would need something from the bar. What was going on anyway? Was it first night jitters or something more? Was it absolutely nothing at all? Was he making too much of it. Perhaps he was. This was the first day of marriage after all and he knew he couldn't keep Carmen under lock and key forever. Finally he chose to force himself to be patient and understanding.<br/><br/>"No thanks sweetheart, but you go ahead. I'll be here when you get back."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Adam was focused on one thing and one thing only. He kept repeating in his mind over and over:<br/><br/><em>The drink is good. The drink is good. Focus on the drink.</em><br/><br/>It was the best thing he had found to keep his mind off of Carmen. Her face kept replacing that of the young blond from his nightcap one night stand. As her orgasm claimed her he pictured Carmen's face there. But now he was beginning to be able to focus only on the drink. A little bit longer and perhaps he could forget her all together. That might be the best thing for him.