1602.

I got off the streetcar and walked along Dundas

until I hit 1602.

I pulled up a stool at the bar next to my friend.

“Bourbon please”

The bartender was nice 

and kind of skinny which I like.

My eyes wander and notice a girl behind us

staring at me.

The stare burns a hole into the side of my shaved head.

I like the feeling.

Mild bantering, bar stools scuffling

and the clinks of glasses cheersing.

It’s a happy place, not one of those lonely bars.

This place is different.

Rings of condensation form after every sip and

sit on the old worn wood in front of me.

The girl behind me comes to pay her bill.

Listening to my conversation ….

“Sorry to interrupt “ she says

as I am babbling away about my confidence levels…

“but you got it”…. She smiled

and let me know she meant it.

“Im Sarah” I red faced told her

with a half smile.

Finding it hard to make eye contact.

She laughed and told her friends…

“ Can you believe it!!, her name is Sarah!!”

Confused I just nervously laughed

and tried to act cool….

“ I swear you look like this other girl Sarah…

who when I see I do very naughty things to”

All I could do was be my awkward self.

My temperature rose and I was wondering

if it was actually possible that it was this hot in the bar

on such a windy, cold winter night…

“ If my back wasn’t out

I would have bent you over this bar

and told you...

I was going to put my dick up your ass…”

“ wow, that would have been amazing”

“ My name is Bobbi” she said.