Six Ways to One Day

Chapter 3

When Judy offers you another glass of alcohol in the limo, you decline. You say, "The second Tequila Sunrise from Leo the bartender is finally hitting me. I think I should lay off the alcohol a bit, at least for a little while."

The girls exchange information about the men that they were talking to at the bar and the laughter never stops. In the midst of the excited retelling of what was discussed, you forget all about your sore wrist and return to feeling great and having fun. Amanda says, "Our next stop is The Hibernian Hall. We'll start at the basement with live music and work our way up to the lounge."

Skylar asks, "Have any of you been to The Hibernian before? I hear that some crazy ass shit goes on there."

You and Lillian shake your heads, but Judy says, "I've been there once on a date. It was a third date, and we were only on the ground floor where the DJ is. The guy had alluded to making our way upstairs to the lounge, but I really wasn't feeling him, so never did get up there. But I did hear that it's pretty much like a sex club."

Shocked, you ask, "Whaaaa? How does one get a business permit for a place like that? What would your business plan even look like? Is that what they intended the place to be in the first place?"

Amanda laughs and replies, "I don't know any of those answers, but the entire top floor is full of cabanas, and they all have privacy curtains that can be drawn so that you can do 'private things' behind it."

Lillian turns to Amanda and asks, "Like what kinds of 'private things?'"

Amanda shrugs her shoulders and says, "I heard mostly sex stuff."

"You heard?" Skylar asks with her mouth slightly agape.

Amanda replies, "No, what I meant was, I've heard from people that's been there more than once that things like that happen there. I didn't actually hear people going at it. And before you guys ask, no, I have not had sex in public there."

Judy says, "Well, now I want to start from the lounge and work our way down. Do we need to know a secret handshake or a password to get up there?"

"No, but I think you do have to reserve a cabana to be up there."

Skylar pouts, looking disappointed. You ask, "Do we need to bribe the maître d or something to make that reservation, or can we just call?"

From the front of the car, Esther calls out, "If you ladies would like, I can call and make that reservation for you now. I know someone that works there and will be able to get you a cabana. They usually keep one or two off the reservation list, just in case someone high profile drops in and wants one."

The back of the limo explodes into excitement at Esther's offer. Hearing it, Esther says, "I'll call my friend now. I'll let you know what happens."

Esther rolls up the partition to make the call. On the drive to The Hibernian Hall, your hand rubs your wrist where the asshole had grabbed you. It doesn't hurt anymore, but your mind keeps returning to his eyes, locking on yours, as the car door closed. You wonder, "Was he looking for me?" and that thought makes you feel a small buzz of thrill. Then you think, "It's probably more like he wanted to berate me again and tell me how his precious shirt cost him more than fifty bucks or something equally obnoxious. Ugh!"

Judy sees you sitting quietly with a small frown on her face. Concerned, she places her hand on your lap and asks, "Is everything okay?"

Looking up, semi-startled, you reply, "Yes, I'm fine. Just thinking about what happened before I left the bar."

"You mean that douche-bag that grabbed you?"

"Yea... But, no worries, I'm not actually hurt and will not let some pompous jerkoff ruin my fun evening."