Free Forum: EXTREME BISEXUALS closed on my shoulders, Joe and one of his bouncers. "I saw the whole thing, kid," Joe said. "You did the right thing. But you fight in my place, you go out the door. Let's move." They gently hustled me toward the door, stopping only long enough to let Buddy hand me my coat. "Beautiful, that was fucking beautiful," he said, beaming, and I left to the cheers and hoots of his entire crew. I felt like Mike Tyson. And then Cindy called out, "Wait outside, don't leave right away!"
I waited outside. And waited. Five minutes, ten. I was hoping Sylvia would come out, or Cindy, but no luck. My hand hurt. I was sobering up fast, and I was getting a bit upset. I'd decked the guy. He deserved it, but still. "Shit," I said, and I turned around and headed for my car.
Then I heard a voice say, "Hey, I didn't get my $20 worth out of you." I turned and it was Sylvia, wearing her long leather coat, walking toward me. She smiled. "Though that performance was worth about $15. You nailed him good. I don't think he'll be cutting in on anyone anytime soon."
