Well the bar was relaxed he could get to know her, after all a week was a long time.  The room was too forward ment he wanted her for just her body not her mind.  He hoped Susan's sensitivity classes paid off.  "The bar will be fine please."  He said thinking he didn't drink that much, at least not as much as some of his friends....hell he didn't drink as much a most of his friends.  One could drink several people under the table, thought he was a damned god.  'too many wraps with that mallet of his.'  The other was from Canada and he didn't know where he put it all.  He rarely even went to the bathroom too, hairy beast.  Then he could drink a bit but this wasn't that time he was thinking more about this place and how he would impress her, whether he would break her or if she would have to call in reinforcements to finish out the week?  Things you had to worry about when you could bend steel in your bare hands.<br/>