The next song that came on was pretty much the same as the first, only it was cash registers this time. They were in sync with the beat. It was fitting given where we were standing. Melinda cleared her throat. "Is there something I can help you with, honey?" she asked. The girl looked at me and then back to Melinda. "Aren't you helping him?" I stepped to the side to make room. My penis slid along the cool, glass surface o...