I went to take a sip but her hand kept applyingpressure, forcing more of the glass bottle into my mouth. Puzzled Istopped raising it but she managed ...o push just a little more in, I feltthe neck of the bottle at the back of my throat, what the hell was shedoing?Clearly she felt my throat convulse around the bottle as she pressed herthumb against the outside of my lips before withdrawing it and guiding myhand back to the table. Glancing down at the bottle she chuckled as herthumb was still in. "I hate fucking Jazz," I said."I hate fucking Jazz to," he said. "So how about it."The Piano bar was in what used to be the dining room of a railroad hotel in New Wales. Someone had rescued the hotel for a B&B. The owners added the piano bar to draw some local business as well. The lady who owned the B&B and her daughter played the piano. They were both very, very good. The mother played show turns and light comedy music, while the daughter did a lot of classic rock. In other words the music. More

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