Which brings us around to my tale from Mr. Lucky's....
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That reminds me of one my buddy's bar experiences.
He was hitting on a good-looking blond who was seated at the bar in Mr. Lucky's. After a while she asked if he would like to go home with her. Obviously, he accepted the invitation. But there's was a bit of situation; when she took her coat off her lap, he saw she had no legs. That meant he had to carry her.
When they got to her house, he picked her up to carry her into the house. On the way, they passed under a wooden arbor over the walkway. The gal grabbed hold of it & told my buddy to make love to her right then & there.
He quickly granted her wish. When he was done, he carried her inside, kissed her good night and walked out the door. Before he reached the car, however, he heard this gruff male voice yell, "Hey mister. Just hold up a minute."
My buddy started to apologize, telling the guy he didn't realize the gal was married. But before he could finish, the guy says, "I'm not her husband. I'm her older brother. I just wanted to thank you for binging my sister in the house. All the other somnab!tches left her hanging."