We sleep in again, grab a bite at another hole-in-the-wall and then hop on one of the double decker bus tours. This was a big waste of money especially after our long walk through NYC yesterday.
We end up at Battery Park and decide to take the Staton Island ferry so we can get some good pictures of the Statue of Liberty. As I am leaning against the ferry rail taking pictures, some French dude kind of nudges me aside so he can get some pics. This wouldn't have bothered me if it was crowded but there is lot of space at the rail on both sides of me.
I shove him back out of my way and say excuse me but I was standing here. He says "I know, sorry..." and pushes me back. I am a lot bigger than him so I turn to confront him. He backs down and slides down the ferry rail a couple of feet. The irony of me almost giving some rude French dude an ass whooping in front of the Statue of Liberty given to us by the French was hilarious to me.
I start laughing and he starts giving me glaring looks. Then his wife and 2 kids get in on the action and glare at me too. I sneer back and laugh at them. Silly Frenchies!
We get back to Manhattan, grab a snack and then clean up to go to a show. The broadway show was great! We then head to a famous jazz club for some dirty martinis. We both have a buzz on and since this is our last night in NYC, I decide we should go big.
We go into a sex shop so that I can buy her a toy or two. Inside the shop are signs for real girls upstairs. We go check out the peep show and then come back down. I am sure we stood out - a very well dressed couple, her in an elegant dress, in some seedy sex shop.
We head back to the hotel, drop off our toy, grab some pizza at a run down pizza joint, again looking out of place as well dressed as we were, and then hit the town again.
At one of the bars, we catch word of a movie being filmed in the Meatpacking district. We head over and it is a new Adam Sandler film. The place is crawling with security so we can't get too great of a view so we head to P.M., another pretty people bar.
There is a long line but we confidentally walk up to the velvet rope. The bouncer sizes us up and says he will let us in for a $20 cover. I agree and he ushers us in. I overhear a group behind us saying they would pay $20 to get in too and the bouncer declines and says they are not getting in. I love NY!
The bar is happening but the drinks are outrageous. Two red bull vodkas costs us $32. WTF!?!? We saw several models in there - over 6" tall, beautiful women. Most of them were standing alone or with just another girl and no guys were approaching. After our fight Monday night, I had no intention of opening them although I would have loved the chance otherwise.
As we are going home tomorrow, I decide to seed my week and start texting some girlies I am working. The Asian tease I have been playing with texts me some naughty texts and wants to know when I will be back in town. I also line up a date with the girl I met last Monday and have only kissed so far.
We head back to the hotel before we spend too much hard earned cash. I bring out the toys for a fun rest of the evening. She accusing me of trying to turn her into a dirty girl but was into everything we did. I KNOW we had to wake up our neighbors with her screams of pleasure.
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