Shhh! Moments

Something New

"I'm tired of yet another failed relationship. Men ain't shit" I expressed to my best friend. "This is why I've been telling you to come with me to club kitty, switch up lanes for a little bit, it's fun," she blurts out rolling her eyes. "Girl I'm not going to a lesbian spot there's nothing for me there", I replied as I got up and walked over to the kitchen grabbing us some more wine. It's true women just don't do it for me I need the masculinity of a man, plus I'm not fighting a female over my necessities.

"Okay but don't say anything when you're like 100 years old, with 80 cats, and have nobody to keep you warm at night" she mocked me. Smirking I said, "and you will be right there next to me, cause last time I checked you're not in a steady relationship nor does it last past a month miss thang".

"See why you gotta be shady man," she says laughing. I started walking towards my room to get dressed yelling out to her I asked "can you help me find something to wear to this little club you dragging me to? at first, I was like hell no I'm not going to that damn club  but  then I figured why not what have I got to lose." Screaming she says, "bitch I got you, your about to look fire as hell".

Looking in the mirror I did not recognize my self I looked seductive as hell .wearing a Black Spandex halter top which, had my boobs sitting up real nice, by the way, black spandex pants that made my ass pop and heels with chains on them.

My hair and makeup were more seductive than my outfit, my hair was slicked back into a long ponytail down my back and I had a nice smokey eye, with black eyeliner and long lashes, going on and black lipstick to complete the look. I looked like a dominatrix ready to make someone my sex slave. Was this really how I was going to the club? Why I let her talk me into this? I started panicking and thinking to myself.