Well it seems the bar was "coked out." They suggested they would post a look out. I looked at Zeke. He had a frown on his face and shook his head. I took his cue and said, "I would think about it."

I hate to say, "No" as that closes the door for counter offers.

After another game of pool with my knockers pushing balls around, the guys upped the offer to a $100 and 2 guards outside. Zeke raised his eyebrows, which meant it was okay by him, it was now up to me. I hemmed and hawed for a bit. I asked who would be outside, how they would rotate the watch, and how I would be sure someone would be out there. They knew now I was serious about taking my pants off. They had the money in hand offering it to me. I unsnapped my jeans and lowered my zipper enough to show a little fur and then backed out. I zipped up my pants and snapped them back up.