The Au pair

the bleu blu

Grant : Okay ! Have fun . See you l8r ...
Me : I will

I tossed my phone into my bag and stepped out of the car .

We had arrived at what seemed like a small club called " bleu blu " . It was written in blue cursive letters and the sign flickered on and off .

Byron stepped out of the car , And he towered over me , even though i had 4 inch platform heels on .

Pleasant surprise, I thought to myself .

As i followed him into the tiny establishment, almost immediately a thick fog of smoke hit me in the face .

But it didnt smell like cigarettes .

Followed by the smoke was an almost surreal scene, with blue lights illuminating the large dance floor . A medley of soft jazz filled my ears , and i saw nothing but brown faces .

A big dark skinned man ran up to byron and did an intricate hand slap .
He looked older , i could tell by his demeanor . But his face was surprisingly free of wrinkles .

His booming voice made me jump a little , as he embraced byron .

" My man Byron ! "

He had a large toothy grin with a gap in the middle of his teeth .

His attention turned to me , with a flash of surprise across his face .

" And who might this pretty little lady be ?" He took my hand in his and kissed it .

" My name is antoinette sir ."

He seemed even more surprised when i opened my mouth .

" I like that accent sweetheart , where ya from ?"

" France . " , i stated .

He whistled and laughed , which made me laugh .

"Whoo wee ! Byron got himself a pretty one , all the way from france !"

I looked over at byron , and he had a small smile on his face .

I turned back to the man and asked him his name .

" Im daryl , but everbody calls me smokey ."

He winked at me before pulling a long brown joint out of his jacket pocket and lighting it up .

He offered me a hit , but i declined , not feeling like being high tonight.

They talked for a few minutes more , something about american politics i think , before byron excused us and we headed towards the bar .

I looked towards the stage , and there was a beautiful black girl upstage shaking her body with a mysterious sexiness .

She was singing a blues song , and her voice was clear and strong .

" One million tears too late . How long did you think I'd wait ? "

" Im sorry baby, you let my love grow cold . "

The song ended and there was clapping and cheering .

She smiled before grabbing the microphone again one last time .

" Im here all week ." , with a wink and a shake , she slinked off stage , all eyes on her large round butt , accentuated by the skin tight gold beaded dress she had on .

Her curves were out of this world.

I looked down at my thin figure , feeling embarrassed by my lack of ....