A/N - Here's the next chapter. It includes the return of two my favorite characters. Standard disclaimers apply and please let me know what you think.

Chapter 17

The NHL season was in full swing and it was heading into Christmas. The Ducks were playing well and were in first place in the Pacific Division, two points ahead of the San Jose Sharks. The next game for the clubs was in San Jose and both Chuck and Sarah were excited. Chuck would be able to sleep in his own bed with Sarah after the game as the team wasn't flying up to Vancouver to face the Canucks until noon the next day.

Through the first twenty-five games, Chuck was having a solid season, and a very good one for a rookie. He was third on the team in scoring with twelve goals and fifteen assists, which was surprising as he was the third line center. His presence in the locker room and his enthusiasm for the game rubbed off on even the seasoned veterans.

Since it was Saturday, Sarah had finished with her medical school obligations early and was doing some chores around the house before getting ready to go to the game when she heard a knock on the door. Not expecting anyone, she peered through the peep hole and was shocked to see Ellie and Devon. Sarah opened the door and let them in.

"What a nice surprise. I didn't know you were in town."

After hugs and kisses all around Ellie said "We were in the City for a medical conference and noticed that the Ducks were in San Jose for a game tonight. We got some tickets and decided to head down and watch Chuck. We figured you would be going, so we decided to stop by and give you a lift to the game."

"Thank you. That's very nice of you. Have a seat. Can I get you anything?"

Devon said "We're good Sarah, thanks. Is Chuckster excited about the game tonight?"

"Yes, but I think he's even more excited about sleeping in our own bed tonight."

Ellie smirked. "If I was Chuck, sleeping with you would be more exciting than any hockey game. Although I wouldn't be sleeping."

Sarah laughed. "I already told you Ellie that the only Bartowski that gets his hands on my body is my husband. I'll go finish getting ready."

Sarah came downstairs in her Bartowski Number 39 Ducks Away Jersey over black leggings and black boots. She tied the bottom of the jersey in a knot on one side so it wouldn't be too long. She looked fantastic. Chuck had brought her one home jersey and one away jersey to cover all home and away games. Devon's jaw dropped when he saw Sarah. "Wow, Sarah, you look great. I think you'll single handedly make every single male Sharks fan change allegiances."

Ellie smirked "Based on your reaction, that will apply to all the married ones too."

Sarah smiled to herself. I hope I get the same reaction from Chuck.

After a pleasant drive to San Jose they parked and went inside the Shark Tank. Sarah alternatively received cat calls and dirty looks from the Shark fans. Chuck got Sarah a great seat with some of the other players' wags. After parting ways with Ellie and Devon as their seats were in a different area, Sarah headed toward her section. On the way, she was intercepted by a member of the Ducks PR department.

"Mrs. Bartowski?"

Sarah nodded.

"Chuck asked me to find you and see if you had a moment to see him before the game."

"Absolutely," Sarah answered with a big smile on her face. "Where is he?"

"Follow me."

Sarah followed the woman and she took her into a back room by the locker room. "Wait here. I'll let him know you're here."

A minute later, Chuck came through the door and enveloped Sarah in his arms. She happily melted into him and hugged him back as hard as she could. Sarah looked up at her husband and he leaned down and captured her lips with his and it was almost like an explosion of electricity filled the room. It's like some freak force of nature whenever Chuck and Sarah are together. True, they could function just fine when alone, but when together their presence and abilities seemed to magnify, almost like superheroes. They're simply better together.

After breaking for air Chuck said "I'm so glad you came to meet me. I missed you and I love you."

"What, you thought I might say no? Are you crazy? I'm so completely and totally in love with you I would never turn down a chance to see you and touch you. You complete me."

Chuck's eyes moistened at that declaration. "What did I ever do to deserve you? I am so head over heels in love with you and you complete me, too."

It was Sarah's turn to get moist eyes. "I think, Mr. Bartowski, no, I know, that we belong together and no one can separate us."

"How true, my wonderful wife. Have I told you how beautiful you look?"

"No, but you were busy hugging me and kissing me. You can tell me now if you like."

Chuck laughed and said "You look gorgeous Mrs. Bartowski."

"Why thank you Mr. Bartowski," Sarah said in her best southern accent as she turned around to give him a complete view. "I'm proud to be wearing my husband's jersey."

Chuck smiled and pulled her in for another kiss, which she happily returned.

Sarah looked at him coyly for a moment. "But I'll be just as proud when my husband takes it off me when we get home."

Chuck gulped and said "How am I going to concentrate on the game after that?"

Sarah smirked. "Oh I'm not worried sweetheart. I'm sure you'll find a way."

"I've got to go back now. I'll see you back here after the game?"

"Certainly. Oh, I forgot to tell you. Ellie and Devon are here. They drove me to the game. We'll ride back with them."

"What a nice surprise. I'll see you after the game."

Chuck gave his wife another kiss and left the room while Sarah headed to her seat for the start of the game.

Sarah walked to her seat and sat with several of the Duck's players' wags. She had met most of them before at the few Duck home games she had been able to attend but hadn't had a chance to get to know any of them very well yet. They nodded and said hello when she sat down. A male Sharks fan in the row behind her started razzing her for her Ducks jersey.

"Your team is going to lose, blondie. You're in for a long night."

The wag sitting next to Sarah leaned in and said "Just ignore him. I used to wear my husband's jersey to the games too. I stopped on road games when I got tired of the harassment."

Sarah nodded. "I understand, but since I don't get to go to as many of Chuck's games as I want, I want to support him and the team as much as possible when I do get to go."

"What keeps you so busy that you can't come to more games?"

"Medical School at Stanford."

"Wow, no wonder we haven't seen you at many games. It must be tough."

"Medical school is the easy part. The hard part is being away from Chuck. How do you ladies do it?"

"The hard part for me is the road trips, but we live in the OC, so he gets to come home during the homestands and training camp."

"Eventually we'll get to do that, but I can't right now. At least he can come home with me tonight. He flies up to see me as much as possible."

"It'll all work out. I can see in your eyes how much you love him. Don't ever lose that and I know from talking to my husband that everyone on the team knows how much Chuck loves you. If you ever need someone to talk to, don't hesitate to call me."

"Thanks. I appreciate that."

The players came onto the ice and started their warm ups. Chuck waved to Sarah as he skated by and she blew him a kiss. The fan behind Sarah noticed and said "You know that guy?"

Sarah laughed and said "You could say that. I'm his wife."

"Oh, no wonder you're wearing his jersey. No offense, ma'am. I was just having some fun."

"None taken. It should be a really good game, but I'm rooting for my man and his team."

"As you should. Enjoy the game."

"Thanks. You too."

The puck dropped to start the game. The number one line started for the Ducks but couldn't generate anything offensively and neither could the Sharks. A few minutes into the first period, Chuck's line was sent out and immediately the Ducks took control of the puck and set up in the San Jose zone. A neat passing play by Chuck set up a blast from the blue line, but it was saved by the goalie. Chuck went after and got the rebound and set up behind the net. He passed the puck into the corner to his winger and then moved out front, but the return pass was intercepted by the Shark defenseman who started to take it up the ice. Before he could go very far, Chuck, with a quick burst of speed, snuck up behind the defenseman and picked his pocket and turned and fired an incredibly quick shot at goal. It caught the goalie by surprise and the puck went into the net, beating him on the glove side before he even had time to react. The red light went on and the Ducks led 1 – 0. Sarah jumped up and down in excitement and received high fives from the ladies she sat with.

Unfortunately for the Ducks, they were called for too many men on the ice during a line change and gave up a power play goal that tied up the game late in the first period. The first period ended 1 – 1.

The second period started with the Sharks starting well and getting a few chances on goal but nothing went in. Chuck had a few good shifts during the first half of the period but his line also couldn't get the puck past the goalie. Just after Chuck went to the bench after his shift, the Sharks scored again on an even strength goal and went ahead 2 – 1.

The second period was winding down when Chuck was sent out to shadow the Sharks number one center. The Shark center took control deep in his own zone and head manned up the ice. Chuck stepped up to the Shark blue line to force him to pass, but to Chuck's surprise, he didn't. Instead, he tried to deke around Chuck and continue forward. Chuck slammed his shoulder into the center and knocked him off balance, allowing Chuck to reach in with his stick and take control of the puck and head back into the Shark zone. Chuck's teammate, the Finnish Flash, followed him in the zone. Chuck moved toward the net and the Sharks only had one man back. Chuck drew the defenseman toward him and fed a perfect pass to Teemu. Teemu fired a low hard shot that the goalie somehow kept out of his net, but Chuck jumped on the rebound and tucked it in for the tying goal. The score Bartowski 2 – Sharks 2. That is how the second period ended.

Chuck took the opening faceoff of the third period and won it, getting the puck to his winger who took the puck into the zone. Chuck established position in front of the net and battled with the defenseman over the territory. After the puck was passed around the perimeter, a shot was taken from the point and Chuck reached out and deflected the puck over the goalie who was going down to block the shot. The puck went in top shelf and the Chuck had a hat trick. Ducks 3 Sharks 2.

Near the middle of the third period, San Jose struck for two quick goals to take back the lead 4 – 3. Chuck was on the bench for both goals, so his plus minus rating was still +3 for the game. The Sharks fan behind Sarah was giving it to Sarah in fun saying "You're hubby is good, real good, but the Sharks are a winnin'. Better to win I say." Sarah gave it back to him "Don't count your chickens before they hatch. The game's not over yet."

With time winding down in the game, Chuck was sent out to kill a penalty. It wasn't looking good for the Ducks as they were down a goal and down a man with only three minutes left. Chuck was stationed near the blue line after play had rotated around the zone and a bouncing pass was sent toward a Shark defenseman. The puck bounced over his stick and out to the neutral zone. Chuck sensing an opportunity raced after the puck and stuck his stick out to gain control just before the defenseman recovered. Chuck was off to the races and went in on goal alone. He deked to his backhand and slid the puck through the five hole gap in the goalie's pads. The score was tied and the game was soon headed into overtime. Sarah was jumping up and down and screaming in joy. This drew the attention of the crowd camera and Sarah was soon on the scoreboard jumbo screen even though she was rooting for the other team.

As the five minute overtime period was drawing to a close, Chuck was sent out by the coach to see if he could work one more bit of magic. With about 30 seconds left in overtime, the Sharks were called for icing and the faceoff brought deep into the Sharks zone. Chuck set up in the faceoff circle and waited for the puck to drop. He decided at the last moment to gamble and he whacked hard at the puck, caught it cleanly and sent it toward the goal. The goalie was slow to react and the puck snuck by his stick side and bounced into the net off the goal post. The crowd was stunned. Chuck Bartowski had just won the game with his fifth goal of the night. His teammates mobbed him on the ice and Sarah was busy hugging all the wags sitting next to her. Even Shark fan was impressed, although very disappointed. As expected and well deserved, Chuck was named the number one star of the game.

It was a festive ride back to Casa Bartowski in Palo Alto. Sarah nearly sat on Chuck's lap in the back seat and considerable necking took place. Once home, Chuck and Sarah invited Devon and Ellie in and asked if they wanted to stay the night in the guest bedroom. They agreed and Chuck broke out a bottle of champagne.

"Wow Chuckster, have you ever scored five goals in a game before?" Devon asked.

"Not even in juniors. I've scored four before, but never five."

Ellie added "I heard the commentators after the game. They said you should definitely be considered for the Calder Trophy for the rookie of the year."

"He definitely deserves it in my book," said Sarah.

"Thanks sweetheart, but I think you're a little biased."

"Me biased? Don't be ridiculous." They all laughed.

Sarah got out some crackers and cheese and other snacks as Chuck refilled their glasses. When she came back to the couch, she sat on Chuck's lap. Chuck slipped his hand under the back of her/his jersey and started to gently massage it. As he moved his hand higher, Chuck discovered that Sarah had removed her bra. He enjoyed the feeling of her soft, smooth skin and desperately wanted to move his hand to her front. Sarah wanting the same thing untied the knot she made to side of the jersey and pulled her knees up under her and slid the front of the jersey over them. The effect was a tent shape leaving plenty of room for Chuck's hands to roam undetected. He slid his other hand under the jersey and made small circles on her back with both hands while they were talking to Ellie and Devon. Sarah was beginning to get impatient and was about to ask what was taking him so long when Chuck finally slipped his hands to her sides and moved them up and down, brushing the sides of her breasts. When he finally slid his hands around to her front and cupped a breast in each hand, Sarah leaned over and kissed him on the cheek with a look of 'it's about time.'

Ellie asked, "Are you going to be in town for Christmas?"

"Fortunately. We actually have a few days off at that time."

"Can you come for Christmas dinner? Mom and dad will be in town."

Chuck kissed Sarah on the cheek. "Do we have plans yet sweetheart?"

"Not now. My mom called earlier today and said they're going on a Caribbean cruise over Christmas that dad had won in some contest. So Christmas in LA sounds good to me."

Devon said to Sarah "You should come by the Westside Medical Center when you're down. We would be happy to introduce you to some of the doctors there."

"Sounds great Devon. Thanks."

Ellie said to Devon "Let's go to bed. We need to head back to LA tomorrow." She winked at Sarah. "I think our hosts want to go to bed too, although I don't think sleep will be in the offing for a while."

After putting the dishes in the sink and food away, Chuck and Sarah said goodnight to Devon and Ellie and went up to their room. Once they entered their room, Chuck closed the door behind him and Sarah immediately pressed him up against it and attacked his lips while pulling his shirt up and sliding it up over his head. She attacked his lips again while she was undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. Soon his pants and boxers were on the floor and Chuck was standing there wearing only his socks.

Chuck smirked at her. "In a hurry, Mrs. Bartowski?"

Sarah looked slyly back at her husband. "I'm just anxious to show you that putting a puck in the net isn't the only way to score."

Chuck looked cross eyed for a moment.

Sarah took his hands and put them at the bottom of the jersey she was wearing. She lifted her hands over her head. "If you recall, I told you I was looking forward to you removing this jersey from me before the game. I suggest you get to it."

Chuck didn't need to be told twice. In one fluid motion her jersey was pulled over her head and set aside. Chuck took Sarah in his arms and held her close so their bare chests were pressed together. He slid his hands inside the waistband of her leggings and slid them down over her hips. Soon Sarah was standing there wearing only her socks too. They kissed hungrily and Chuck led her over to their bed. Once lying together there, Sarah looked down at their feet and chuckled "Are we making some sort of new fashion statement?"

Chuck laughed and said "Too bad we're the only ones who will ever see it."

Sarah slapped him gently on the chest and scooted down to remove both their socks. After removing Chuck's socks second, she kissed her way up his body until she reached his lips and laid on top of him, enjoying the feeling of his body underneath hers. Chuck was most definitely on fire and so was she. Chuck raised an eyebrow and said "Didn't you mention something about scoring a few minutes ago?"

Sarah chuckled. "Now who's in a hurry, Mr. Bartowski?" She reached down and guided him in. "Is that better?"

"Much. I love you Mrs. Bartowski."

"I love you too Mr. Bartowski."

Chuck and Sarah awoke in the morning to the sounds of pots and pans clanging and the smell of delicious food wafting from the kitchen. They took a sort of quick shared shower, quick for them anyway, but not before they showed just how much they loved each other for the fifth time since they got in bed last night.

After getting dressed, they walked downstairs to the kitchen where Ellie had made a feast. "You're just in time," Ellie declared. "The food is ready."

"Wow Ellie. This is quite a spread. How long have you been cooking?" Sarah asked.

"Not that long. I had to send Devon to the store for some more milk as you were almost out. Come and sit down before the food gets cold."

They all sat down and Ellie served them three cheese omelets, blueberry pancakes, orange juice, coffee, bacon, toast and a fruit bowl. Devon had made smoothies for everyone too.

Devon said "You need a new blender bro and sis. I recommend the Vitamix. It is super powerful and can make just about anything."

Chuck said "We'll add that to our list. Thanks for the tip."

"No problem bro. What time do you have to be at the airport?"

"I have to be at the San Jose airport by noon."

"Perfect," said Ellie. "We can drop you off on the way home so Sarah doesn't have to drive all the way there and back again."

"I'm happy to take my husband to the airport Ellie. But it's nice of you to offer. It will give me a chance to spend a little more time with him on the drive. I don't get enough of that right now."

"I forgot Sarah that you guys have to spend so much time apart. We'll follow you there and Sarah can join us for lunch after Chuck takes off."

"Sounds like a plan, Ellie. Thanks."

They finished their breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen. Devon and Ellie went up to gather their belongings and clean up the room. Sarah "helped" Chuck get ready to go by enticing him into a vigorous round six, or was it Chuck enticing Sarah? It was difficult to tell.

Sarah drove Chuck to the airport in her Porsche with Ellie and Devon following close behind. Since she wasn't in a hurry, Sarah actually stuck pretty close to the speed limit. They talked and made plans for the next several weeks and when he would fly up and be with her. Sarah marked those days on her Outlook calendar in red as did Chuck for they looked forward to those days most of all.

When they got to the airport Sarah parked the car and got out to give him a proper goodbye.

"I love you Chuck. Have a safe trip. I'm really going to miss you like always." They kissed for a very long minute and held each other tight. By this time, the Duck's team bus had pulled up behind them and his teammates were watching the two lovers.

Chuck looked down at his wife and said, "I love you too, Sarah. Drive safe and I'll miss you like always. I'll call you after I land." He captured his wife's lips in his and as they were kissing, his teammates walked by and started teasing him.

"Get a room, Bartwoski."

"Let her up for air, Chuck."

Chuck and Sarah kept their embrace and turned to look at them with their cheeks touching. Sarah teased back "Is a little PDA worth five goals to you guys?"

The coach walked by just then. "If this is all it takes for Chuck to score five goals, we'll make sure you're there for every game Sarah."

They all chuckled and Chuck joined his teammates as they headed to the plane.

Two months later….

Chuck was back in Vancouver with his team to play the Canucks. It was almost one year to the day when Chuck was here for the Olympics. He thought back to how his life had changed since then and couldn't believe his good, no great fortune. Making the Olympic team, winning the gold medal and playing for the Ducks were all great things to happen in his life, but paled in comparison to meeting a certain blonde figure skater. He couldn't stop smiling when he thought about Sarah and was wondering what she was doing right then. He picked up his phone and dialed.

She answered on the second ring. "Hi Chuck."

"Hi sweetheart. Hope I'm not disturbing you."

'I love you Chuck. A call from you is always welcome. Where are you right now?"

"I'm in the lobby of the Grand Ambassador Vancouver. I was thinking about all the wonderful things that have happened in my life in the past year. Since you are at the top of that list, I had to talk to you. I love you Sarah. What are you up to right now?"

"I'm studying for exams and missing my husband. Oh, and thank you for the gardenias. They're really beautiful."

"You're welcome. A little something for my beautiful wife."

"Since Valentine's Day is coming up, I bought something for you."

"Really? What, some boxers with hearts all over them?"

Sarah chuckled. "Maybe. But what I'm thinking about is something for me to put on…. and for you to take off."

Chuck almost gagged on the coke he was drinking. "Well, I bought something for you, too."

"Really? A box of chocolates in a heart shaped box?"

"Maybe. But what I'm thinking about is sparkly, flashes in the light."

"Ooooh. Sounds lovely sweetheart. I'll be happy to model whatever it is after you remove what I bought for you. I wouldn't want anything else to distract from your gift."

Chuck's mind just melted at the thought of Sarah standing there naked wearing only the diamond necklace he bought her.

"Chuck? Sweetie? Are you still there?"

"Oh. I… I'm sorry Sarah. My mind just melted there for a moment."

Sarah giggled. "I love you sweetheart. You're the most wonderful man in the whole world."

"I wish you were here, sweetheart. I'm going to take a walk around the city."

"I wish I was there with you. Send me some pictures as you walk around?"

"Will do. I'll let you get back to studying. I love you Sarah. Bye."

"I love you too. Talk to you later."

Chuck stood up and headed out the door. He pulled zipped up his parka, pulled on his gloves and ski hat and wrapped his scarf around his neck to block the cold wind. He turned up a side street and did a double take. Was he really seeing what he was seeing? It couldn't be. Sure the name was different. Jeffrey's. Other than that it looked almost exactly the same. He took a picture and texted it to Sarah with the message 'Is this possible?'

Sara immediately texted back 'It can't be.'

Chuck went inside. The stage was a little bigger and there were fewer tables, but the bar was longer. The bartender was a beautiful brunette wearing a tight white shirt with half of the buttons undone and tied at the waist, leaving her midriff exposed. Her tie was loose around her neck which drew attention to her cleavage. Chuck was thankful she was wearing a bra. Her very short black skirt completed her ensemble. The waitresses all wore a similar 'uniform' and the waiters wore white shirts and black pants with a tie. He noticed the doorway to a back room and headed in that direction. He peeked in the doorway and noticed a bustling lunch crowd with dozens of tables filled with customers eating burgers, sandwiches and salads. The room was decorated to look like a sidewalk café in Europe with a mural painted on the wall depicting a plaza with a fountain in the background.

Sarah texted Chuck. 'Well?'

He took a picture of the room and texted it back. 'It looks legit. Wait, I just saw another doorway hidden behind some tall plants.'

Chuck meandered toward the hidden doorway. The door was closed. There was a sign on the door. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK. Chuck sent a picture to Sarah. She answered back. 'Be Careful.'

Chuck opened the door and stepped inside. There it was. The infamous fountain. There was no one else in the room. He took a picture and texted it to Sarah with the caption 'I knew it.'

She responded 'Is the fountain empty?'

'Yes' came the reply.

In the corner he saw not one, not two, but three hookahs waiting to be used. Chuck took a picture and texted it to Sarah. 'I can't believe they're back in business.'

Just then two men burst into the room. "What are you doing in here?"

Chuck slowly turned around. There they were. None other than Jeffrey Barnes and Lester Patel. Chuck snuck a picture. "I'm sorry, the sign on the door just said enter at your own risk."

Lester said "This room is only open after 9pm and you have to be a member. Wait, don't I know you from somewhere?"

"I play ice hockey for the Ducks. Maybe you've seen me in a game."

Jeff spoke up. "Wait. I know you. You were in the Olympics and you snagged that super hot figure skater. Susie, Sandra, something?"

Lester grabbed Jeff by the hair and said "Jeffrey, there ain't no way that this guy could snag a hot chick like blondie. You must be thinking about somebody else."

Jeff looked at Chuck and said "I guess you're right Lester. There's no way."

Chuck, relieved that he has kept his anonymity asked "How do you become a member?

Lester said "Just pay the annual fee. It costs $200 and you get to bring a guest each time. If your guest is a woman, she doesn't have to pay the cover charge. Normally the cover charge is $20, but you get unlimited "fountain drinks", Lester made air quotation marks as he said the words. The hookah is extra after one turn. Would you like to sign up?"

Chuck decided to join, partially because he still felt a little guilty for his very small role in burning down Patel's. "I would," he told them.

"Follow me." They took Chuck into a back office and handed him an application. It was very brief. It just asked for a name. No address, no ID number, nothing. Chuck filled in Charles Charles and handed it back to Lester with two one hundred dollar bills.

"Charles Charles…that's an unusual name," said Lester.

"My parents were sadists," responded Chuck.

Jeffrey said "We get a lot of unusually named people as members. Just yesterday a man named I.B. Drinkin joined with his friend Hung Over."

It took all of Chuck's self-control to avoid bursting out laughing. He bit his lower lip and nodded. "When do I get my membership card?"

"Right now. Stand over there and we'll take your picture. Some people like to wear disguises. There is a display rack over there on the wall. Help yourself."

Chuck went over to the wall while Jeff set up the camera. He grabbed a red wig that went down to his shoulders a red goatee and red moustache. He topped it with a black baseball cap and black rimmed glasses.

Jeffrey said "Nice look. You're like most people, you can't recognize them with the disguise on."

Chuck choked off another laugh, looked at himself in the mirror and decided that his disguise did the job. This would make a good Halloween costume.

Jeff took Chuck's picture and Lester laminated it to his membership card. It looked pretty professional considering who made it.

Lester handed the card to Chuck and shook his hand. "Welcome to the club, Mr. Charles. It entitles the bearer a free drink and lunch at the bar on the day of purchase. Please come with me."

Lester took Chuck back to the front bar and had him sit on the bar stool at the end. He whispered conspiratorially to Chuck. "This is the best seat at the bar. You get the best views, if you know what I mean." Lester watched as the female bartender bent over while retrieving some ice. Chuck just looked straight ahead. Lester called the bartender over. "Jill, please come over here." Chuck noticed that she was the same brunette he saw when he arrived.

"Jill, I'd like to introduce our newest member to you, Charles Charles. Charles, this is Jill Roberts. She usually works the night shift, if you know what I mean."

"My, aren't you a cute one," said Jill as she pushed her boobs out toward Chuck and offered her hand to him. He took her hand and kissed it gently, his eyes never leaving hers. "Pleased to meet you Ms. Roberts."

"Oh, you can call me Jill, Mr. Charles. What can I get for you?"

"I'll have a cheeseburger and a beer, please."

"Polite and cute, what a combination." She sauntered off to give his food order to the kitchen. She came back with his beer. She leaned way over to give Chuck a good view, but he just looked her in the eyes and said "Thank you." Jill, disappointed that she wasn't getting his attention went back to the other side of the bar plotting a way to get him interested in her.

Lester bid farewell to Chuck and reminded him to return at 9pm. "Jill will be there with a few of her friends, and they wear even less at night."

Chuck thanked Lester, really wanting to get out of there and take a shower to get the filth he felt off of him. He really wanted to see Sarah, but that wasn't possible. He would call her after eating his lunch.

Chuck sipped absentmindedly on his beer waiting for his food. Jill by then was getting really frustrated that Chuck wasn't paying any attention to her. While serving her other customers, she would make sure that she turned and bent so that her already short skirt would ride up even higher. Every time she did that, she would look toward Chuck hoping to catch him looking at her so she could wink at him and let him know it was OK. Instead, Chuck was sending and reading texts.

Chuck had taken a picture of his membership card and sent it to Sarah. She texted back 'lol, does that make me Mrs. Charles? I'll be happy to don a red wig for you sweetie, and nothing else.' Chuck started laughing out loud and Jill wondered what was so funny. Chuck's food order was ready and she brought it over, again leaning over to show her cleavage. Chuck ignored her again, which started to make her angry. Jill asked in her sweetest voice "Can I get you anything else, Mr. Charles? Anything, anything at all?" While she was saying this she unbuttoned the remaining buttons on her blouse, revealing her red push up bra. Chuck didn't even look up from his phone and said, "I would like some ketchup please." Jill decided to pull out all of the stops and reached around and unhooked her bra and took it off. The other male customers at the bar enjoyed the show, but Chuck wasn't even remotely interested. He just completely ignored Jill. She found a full squeeze bottle of ketchup and brought it back to Chuck. She tied her blouse at the bottom and left all the buttons undone. This left her boobs exposed to anyone who wanted to look. Everyone at the bar looked, except Chuck. Instead of leaving the ketchup bottle on the counter and leaving, she held it out to Chuck and said "Here's your ketchup Mr. Charles."

Chuck didn't look up and stuck out his hand to grab the bottle. When Jill didn't let go, Chuck instinctively squeezed the bottle harder and pulled. Jill wanted to force Chuck to look at her so she just held on causing Chuck to squeeze the bottle tighter. Finally Chuck set his phone down and grabbed the bottle with both hands. He pulled and squeezed the bottle and Jill finally let go. The bottle popped open and a long stream of ketchup hit Jill in the face and down all over her chest. Jill screamed and the other customers at the bar started laughing. Jill ran out of the bar and into the ladies restroom. Chuck looked horrified for a minute and felt bad for what had happened. One of the men at the bar said, "Don't feel bad. It was her fault. She was trying to get your attention and you just ignored her. We got to enjoy the show. Thanks." Chuck just shrugged and decided to get out of there, leaving a half-eaten cheeseburger and barely touched beer. He reached into his wallet and pulled out $100 bill which he left for a tip on the way out the door.