There is line of tequila commercials on TV that feature Ray Liotta. He doesn't say a word but just looks manly. He gets the good booze and even picks up a beautiful woman with a little glass of tequila. They are planning a new series of commercials featuring yours truly. After delivering me the strawberry daiquiri, I give the bartender that threatening little head tilt and he runs to get me the little umbrella. I pop two straws in it and offer the second straw a buxom blonde beauty. She looks wantingly into my eyes. Our bodies entwine as we finish the drink and our lips touch, cold from the drink but hot with the passion in our loins.
