"Sorry!" and head on home. Obviously this just isn't the bar for you.

From Create Your Own Story

You sigh, slipping past the large masculine man with the pocked face, and keep going down the stairs. Obviously the midtown pub is for braver souls than you. You head home, falling into bed and feeling unfulfilled. Maybe next year, you think, frustrated and horny.

(The End - please send feedback to barratboy@yahoo.ca)