Women can be incomprehensible.

So I met this chick, Ashley.  She owns a bar on Collins, almost SoBe, but not quite.  She's hot, she's smart, and she can banter with the best of them.  Sadly, it would seem, she can't take what she dishes out.

We're in the bar, her, me, and Aaron - cool dude by the way, and she starts asking questions.  I answer them, and maybe like an idiot, I'm honest with her.  She gets upset.  Then she starts this 'survey' of what do we like better, a good girl or a bad girl.  We both told her, basically the same thing.   A good girl, gone bad.

That pissed her off.   What pissed her off even more was when Marshall, her security dude came in, having heard most of the conversation, and agreed with us.  Things were still going pretty well, she got over her momentary fit, and decided we both needed a comeuppance.  She dumped ice down Aaron's back and then literally fell down laughing.

When she got over it, mostly, she got up, apologized to him - while still laughing, and licked the side of his face.   He in turn licked her face, chin to forehead.   Had I been closer I would have high fived him.  Then she shoots me a look and tells me my turn is coming.  I said something about the fact that I give as good as I get.

She said Bring it on. So I did.  And she didn't like it.  Now, keep in mind, at no time did my hands leave my arms.   I never touched anything that would be covered by her bikini or her undergarments.  All I did was run my hands up her sides, the left one stopped just below her breast at the bra line, the right slid up the underside of her arm and drew it back around my neck. I whisper in her ear about sharks, because she'd mentioned a concern over them when we'd gone swimming, and face it, she's been flirting hot and heavy, sending signals out the ass, but does she find the humor or even the sexy in being sandwiched between Aaron and myself?

No.  She completely flips out, grabs my nuts, and not in a good way.   At that point, all traces of humor were gone, and I drew her arm down and out, and rotated it just enough to let her know that I well and truly had her and told her to let go.  Once she did, I did, and I paid my tab and walked out.  

I feel bad.  Aaron's a cool dude.  I should have left him my card.  At least we could have gone drinking together.