Sucking the delicious meat of that rib you’re holding

Sitting at the bar. The top of your white shirt unbuttoned. A glass of beer in your right hand. Your left hand holding a rib. And she. She sees it al. This is the view every woman wants. She walks towards you. In her short black dress. Looks into your eyes. Her lips slowly moving towards you. Is she going to kiss you? No she is not. She just wanted to suck the delicious meat of that rib you’re holding. Sorry. Priorities…