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Miguel & Tasha continues.

He was athletic but not muscled, wearing just a white t-shirt and some fake tattoo sleeves, along with some dark pants. He was sporting short stubble and his dark hair was short but sort of styled up. I figured he must have been a biker or something like that.

I returned with my hands full of drinks. I figured it would be rude to exclude whomever she was talking with, and I had already made the executive decision that we weren't drinking enough. With one hand, I carried three shots of tequila, and with the other, three mixed drinks. I figured between the gin and tonic, vodka cran, and whiskey sour we could each find something that we would drink.

Before anyone could even say anything, I had set the drinks on the rail and passed out the tequila shots, shouting "Salud!" as we raised them and gulped them down.

"Ok, so what's your costume?" I asked him.

"Funny you should ask," she interrupted, "That's what we've been talking about this whole time! I figured out right away that he's supposed to be Adam Levine! He's still trying to guess mine."

I chuckled out loud and said, "Ok, I'll give you a hint. My costume is a pirate." I was a little drunk because I had snuck a couple drinks at home once we decided to Uber it downtown. I was pretty sure I was hilarious.

Silence. After a long pause, he said, "I'm going to need another hint."

"Our costumes are completely unrelated!" I replied.

"How is that supposed to be a hint?!" he asked incredulously.

I thought for a second and answered, "Now you know she's not a pirate?"

We all had a good laugh and then I leaned in and asked her a question quietly in her ear so that our new acquaintance couldn't hear. She was also a little buzzed, so she shrugged her assent and gave a coy smile.

"What if I told you she wants you to inspect her?" I asked him, saying the last part slowly.

"She wants me to what?" The confusion on his face spoke volumes.

"Well," I continued, "she might be hiding some gadgets in her costume, and she wants you to inspect her." I was thoroughly convinced I was hilarious. "For gadgets," I added.

"Ummm...ok?" He was unsure of his answer, but he decided to take us up on the offer.

He moved closer to her, and because of their position along the wall and me standing in front of them, they were actually pretty shielded from the view of most of the patrons. Somewhat awkwardly he began to search her pockets. For gadgets, I guess. Finding nothing in her pockets, he moved to her sleeves and found nothing there either. He even turned up the collar of her coat and looked underneath it. I had to give him points for trying. He clearly didn't know what to do next.

She stepped in and rescued him from his confusion. "There are a couple places you haven't checked yet," she said, grabbing his hand and guiding it along the side of her coat. She slid it down her waist, over her hip, and finally to the portion of her bare leg between the top of her stocking and the bottom of the coat.

He may not have figured out her costume, but he got the point. He looked around a little sheepishly but then had the same realization I did a moment earlier. Most people wouldn't be able to see what he was doing. Seizing his opportunity, he leaned in and slid his hand up under her coat and around to the back. I saw him get in a good squeeze of her backside.

"Nope, nothing there," I said. "You'll have to inspect her gadgets in one more place." I tried to stress the syllables, but I'm pretty sure he was too distracted to get my hint.

As he moved his hand around and slid it between and up her legs, the anticipation was almost palpable. When he finally reached her mound, the look I saw on his face confirmed what I had suspected earlier. She wasn't wearing any underwear.

Once the shock wore off, he started to play along a little more. "I think I finally found something," he said. "It seems to be some sort of button. Let me see if I can figure out what it does."

He started toying with her clit, and she was clearly enjoying it.

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