It was 11:00 and Stephenie was dragging me to the club just around the corner of my new apartment. She insisted I go with her to gather inspiration for my newest piece, "barville." A short storie based today's rising incidents due to the consumption of alcohol. So of course I should go drown myself in different mixtures of it to further understand the effects. HA she just wants me to supervise her sluttienuss. Stephenie showed up at my door dressed in a skin tight backless red dress. And I stood on the other side of the doorway wearing jeans and a grey tank top with my b-cup boobs slightly showing. I could tell she had already had a few drinks with meant she was going to be sleeping on the couch three feet away from me.
We headed out with only thirty dollars to spend but an entire night to paint new York city red, or at least the 1 mile square footage of our walk to the bar and back. Stephenie didn't own a car and mine has been parked in spot 5G for the past 3 years and wasn't going anywhere so we started our stroll through 5th Avenue and within the hour we were met with the newest club in our section of the city, "five and more." It looked like a nice place to hang out but it still wasn't my scene to be at. I sat down on one of the lounge chairs by the bar while Steph went around looking for free drinks.
Two hours went by as well as five cold beers and most of my common sense. I was being watched by a gentleman sitting near one the fire pits. He had on a black suit with a baby blue tie and wasn't bad looking at all, in fact he had a wierd vibe about him. Almost a Mr. Grey kind of thing.
"Becky, I'll meet you in the morning!" I heard Stephanie yell from across the club as she walked out the front doors with a 40 something year old loser. I gave a thumbs up and one sided smile to show only a little disappointment in her. "Is that your friend?" I heard from behind me. I looked to see the man in the suit standing directly above my chair. "Umm.. ya you could say that." He's eyes were shining like crystals and his voice was deep like I would have expected from seeing the way he carried himself.
We talked for a while and then I got invited to his house for a more quiet setting and I had no objections. We were on the way to his place in a matter of seconds
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Once Upon a One Night Stand
Storie d'amoreIt was suppose to be one night but it turned into her one