I like big women so I am surprised that I didn't notice her when I first walked into the bar at the country club. I eased into the only empty stool and became aware of the loud discussion between her and the man seated next to me on my right. nnSuddenly, she stood up, knocking her barstool over backwards and shouted, "You no good lying, cheating, two-faced son-of-a-bitch! Screw this, you bastard!" nnHer roundhouse right barely missed me and caught him high on the left jaw, knocking him backwards off his stool, to land flat on his ass on the floor. nnShe was standing over him when she yelled, "I hope screwing her felt as good to you as this does to me!" and she kicked him in the balls, very hard. nnHe let out a scream then curled into the fetal position with his back to her, moaning. nn"Think of me and think of this the next time you fuck her!" and she kicked him again, this time even harder, right in the crotch from behind.nnHe was whimpering and trying to protect his manhood from another attack when she reached down and pulled the wallet out of his back pocket. She took out a credit card and turned to the bartender. The bar was deathly quiet and everybody was watching her when she said, "Drinks for the house on him. Give me a vodka rocks, double and be sure to add a big tip for yourself barman."nn"Lady, that's his credit card."nn"Fuck him, it's a corporate card and I can sign for it too. I still work there or at least I will until Monday morning."nnShe turned around to throw his wallet at him but he was gone. She took the cash (three twenty dollar bills) out and gave it to the bartender, then reached across the bar and tossed the wallet in a garbage can by the sink. To no one in particular she said, "He'll have fun canceling those cards and getting a new drivers license.