Sunday night action

I was feeling particularly bored on a Sunday night. So I decided to hit the gay bar in town. Not exactly looking for a hookup, just to kill some time. (Of course at the back of my mind I knew if there was a cute guy approaching me, I would not send him away. What? I'm not crazy!)

So back to the story, I went to this bar that I've heard so much over the net. Apparently it was where the gay crowd gathered. As I entered the dimly lit bar, I was quite disappointed. The bar was fairly empty for a weekend. The crowd was mainly in their 20s with one or two......daddies.

I ordered a beer for myself. I'm not a beer person, I'm more of vodka, cocktail kinda person. But  apparently the bartender didn't even know what was vodka lime. Seriously? *Faint* So I went with a beer instead.

There was only one guy that caught my eye. The rest was.... not really my type. Unfortunately he was with his three other friends. And they only stayed for a while.

The pub was a karaoke pub, where customers picked their songs and sung it to the whole bar. There were surprisingly quite a few good voices there. I enjoyed some of their singing.

After I finished my beer, I decided it was time to leave. I went to the washroom to take a leak. One guy followed me in there. I was feeling quite uncomfortable, so I chose the cubicle instead of the common urinal. When I exited the cubicle, I noticed that the guy was still hanging around at the sink. He gave me a smile and asked me if I was leaving already, while fondling my waist and back. He wasn't really my type, so I just smiled and nodded, and left quickly. If I was horny I would have stayed around. But I wasn't. Luckily he wasn't persistent.

Probably not going back there again. Unless I'm REALLY desperate. Hope it doesn't come to that. lolll...

Ouch!!!

No such thing here. Damn!