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Club

I decided that we could walk. It was only a 10 to 15-minute walk. Why take a taxi? When we arrived at the club Amelia left she was always the center of attention. She was at the party in every room. She was always like that compared to me. I was a shy and nerdy girl. I didn't mind it, I was used to it. I just went to the bar and started drinking.

I never really drink alcohol. It was once every few times so when I would drink I would drink a lot and then I would pay the consequences but I would never learn my lesson. I was maybe on my 11th or 12th shot when a man approached me he looked like a Greek god. He had Brown fluffy hair, brown eyes and tan skin. To say that he was coming to talk to me was incredible. By the time he sat down next to me, I realized I was drunk but I did not care I would not miss a chance to dance with this guy. He looked at me and asked if I wanted to dance.

"Oye, ¿quieres bailar?"

(Hey, do you want to dance?)

"Sí, a mí también me encantaría."

(Yes, I would love that too.)

He got up and took my hand like a gentleman. He brought me to the dance floor and we danced and drank and repeated it.

We were both drunk and we did not think straight. We kissed and we both wanted more. We walked to the hotel that was the closet which was only 3 minutes away and he paid for a room. we went upstairs, and he closed the door and gently pushed me against it. He picked me up and put me on the bed and I didn't know how he had managed to unzip my dress but I took it off and he took his shirt off and we looked at each other for a bit and kissed. We did it and it felt fantastic.

Hey, I'm sorry that I did not go too much into the details but I promise I will in the future. And I hope that you like the story so far.

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