I had been watching her since she walked in. I’d seen her more than a few times before at the little run down bar she works at the down the road in town. But there’s no way she’ll recognize me. I’m a jeans and a T-shirt kind of guy whenever I’m not in this place. Come to think of it. I’ve never seen her like this before either. I mean, I’d taken notice of her body. she wears short jean…