Sex InBox

Chapter 1

p.s. title song was,the one that was played in the club that night Cecilia met Emmett in real life. So yes, the story is real, and it can not be finished, because they both still want each other. 

It was the first weekend of April. Me - Cecilia and my two my best friends Vivian and Annie just opened our favorite whiskey - Jack Daniels, which was the best way to rinse off snorted lines of cocaine. The mood was just right for the start of the spring and good dance on the bar tables. We took our clothes and started to change for the night. I unpacked my dress. It was very short leopard baby-doll dress, with neck embellishment. I just hated tights, so I slowly put on my black stockings with lace edges and of course black leather high heels and black trench coat. Even my black hair was perfectly curled and make up was smoke and sexy. 

Maybe that was cocaine, but I felt so electric and so agitated,like all the body were screaming for some touches and kisses. 

Vivian put on her skinny jeans and corset top. She had just finished straightened her black hair and put only mascara on her eyelashes. She never wore more make up. Actually she always looked good naturally, plus she had really good body -sometimes too thin,but still good and sexy. She also knew how to get boys witch she wanted. Sometimes maybe too openly,but she got what she wanted and she actually was the heart of all party. Maybe of her very friendly and openly attitude,but she always find her ways in party in witch usually you couldn't. 

Annie was the simplest of our trio. She just wore plain jeans and halter neck top with jacket and long healed boots. Her brown, shoulder length hair was also straightened and her make up was done perfectly - because she always liked to put it for  hours, until it was matchless. She wasn't so open and flirty like Vivian, but she also loved good party and good sex. she just wasn't so noticeable. Oh, except her boobs. They were massive and she love to show them. 

Just one more snorted line for each of us and we were good to go. Let's start the party. 

First club we went was Amber club,were our friend Laila was a bartender,but the club was quite empty and usually the only visitors were some rich Italians or brits,so we just have some skrews (vodka with juice), some lines in the girls bathroom and we were ready to go deeper in Toronto club life. 

Next stop was club were usually all the unknown wannabe basketball players partied. That definitely wasn't my spot, but Vivian pleased us to go in. I didn't like there - all the balers were usually so conceited and i had have my burns with them, but witch girl hasn't. I set down with Annie at the bar, while Vivian were running around saying hi to all her friends (if you can call them friends, because she knew many people and she was just too friendly). Another screw for me and Annie, and we were done with baller club, so we took Vivian by her arms and just pulled out from that hole. We were so done, and wanted a place were to dance, laugh, drink and blow.

We went just less than 10 minutes. The cold April wind was playing under my trench coat and dress. Maybe stockings was too soon for this weather, but that was ok, whiskey and few screws was keeping my blood warm and cocaine was keeping me still very irritated.I just needed to get all of that out off me.

And there we were - small club, which wasn't bigger than my apartment,but it was very popular with one square bar in the middle of dance floor .It was really cozy and just the right place were to look for fun.

We just put or coats in coat check, when Vivian met some of her many friends and started lightly chat. I took Annie by the hands, to get true the crowd to girls room. Of course we made some cocaine lines and blow them in a seconds. Ahhhh, that feeling when all your body is like covered with goosebumps and you are really lightly tipsy. Love ,love, love. I just really love that state of mind and body. It's good that going to toilet in pairs for girls is so normal... When we were done, we went straight to the bar and whiskey with apple juice was that one thing that just was the right thing to keep me so turn on. I grab my glass full with drink and turned around, when i saw our friend Scott, with other guys. Few of them were know to me, like Tom - who I knew one of first from they're company. Tom was one of the friendliest and easiest person ever. He and other were some six or seven years older than us, but hey -  which men doesn't like to party with younger girls. Ronnie i knew saw maybe second time in my life, he was something between Armenian and Romanian, and a little bit arrogant but stil very fun guy.