Dirty martini

Back in the Fort, we had just about every girl a man could sport. All of them are so fine, I was not sure wich one to dance with first. After we started to get a little lose, we hit the dance floor. We foud the mother load. There was so many more girls, my head almost fell off trying to spin around to check them all out. There was a few with skirts that would just show us they wanted to play. I can say that no matter which one we picked that night, we would of gotten plenty of action.