Twiggy n' Stuff.

Chapter Four; Dance Of The Dope Hats.

-D. Berkowitz-

Nevada led Dean and I down the street, until the Night Club came into view. "Do your magic." Nevada said, gesturing to the main entrance. Nevada and Dean both wore low cut tops and shorts with panty hose, they looked like grown women not teenagers. I opened the large door to the Night club, loud music and blue lights stunned the three of us. "I.D?" The tall bouncer asked, I grabbed my wallet and slipped out my Identification and a one hundred dollar bill. I rolled my head back looking at Dean and Nevada. The bouncer nodded, "Okay, go on." He said, I grabbed Nevada's hand and then Dean's. "How did you do that?" Dean asked me with an amazed smile. "Magic!" I said, popping closer to Dean making us both crackle. The music was blaring, the light's flashed onward and over the crowd a live D.J pumped music throughout the large gathering of people. "Do you want to Drink or dance?" I yelled over the music. "Both!" Nevada and Dean shouted in union. "You two are so cute, you just know what each other are thinking." I shouted in Nevada's ear than Dean's. "Thank you." Nevada shouted, "Thank you, Scott." Dean shouted in my ear. "I don't really want to loose you two, so can we keep holding hand's or just stay close?" I yelled to the pair in question, "Sure." Nevada said, Dean clinched my hand tighter. I led them over to the long, shiny bar. They had ever drink imaginable, this town is amazing! "Do you drink?" I asked Nevada, as the three of us sat at the dark sliver bar stools. "Yes." She nodded, "Do you?" I asked her young sister. She said  yes also. "Uh, do you have a favorite type?" I asked them both of them. The bar wasn't quite as loud as the it was near the dance floor. "I like fruity drinks, like Mike's Hard Lemonade." Nevada answered, "And, you, sweetie?" I asked, looking over to Dean. "Jack Daniels, Bud Light, Crown Royal, stuff like that." Dean answered. "What kind of thirt teen year old are you?" I asked laughing. "The kind with an alcoholic father." Dean asked, laughing. The Bar tender walked over towards us, "What can I get you?" He asked, "Let's go Jack and Coke for me, then  Aviation for her, and a Cosmopolitan for her." I said. "Alright." The Bar tender started making our drinks. Nevada and Dean watched excitedly as he shook the drinks around. "This is excited." Nevada whispered, "I'm going to guess you've never been to a Night club before?" I asked her, "No, no. I never have." Nevada asked. Dean she sat their perched on her stool with her legs crossed gracefully. Hm, Dean was so cute. The Bar tender sat down our drinks before he walked away. "What is in it?" Nevada asked, sipping it it. "Vodka, Lime juice, Cranberry juice." I answered, "Served without ice." I added with a smile. "What's in Dean's?" Nevada asked. "Gin, lemon juice, Crem de violette. With a cherry in it." I answered. "Thank you, Scott." Dean said, turning to me as she sipped her drink. "Don't thank me, sweetie." I said. "Yeah, thank you." Nevada said in reply to us. We sat under the Pink and Green lights drinking our mix drinks. I paid the Bar tender for our drinks. "Let's go to the dance floor." I said, sliding off my Bar stool. Nevada and Dean followed. This was much more fun than snorting drugs with my band. We made our way through crowd of people, I can't hold their hand's because I'm carrying my drink just as they are. "Are you guys doing okay?" I asked, just making sure they were not overwhelmed. "I'm having fun!" Nevada shouted over the extremely loud music. The music wasn't with vocals nor anything like that, it was futuristic beats. Dean was swaying and dancing, Nevada was not letting loose and she had hardly touched her drink. "Are you alright?" I shouted in her ear, "What?" She yelled. "Are you doing alright?" I shouted. "I'm fine." He mouthed. Dean had nearly finished her drink and was holding the nearly empty glass above her head as she danced. "I don't know how to let loose like her." Nevada shouted, in reference to her younger sister. "Drink up for starters. Nevada you're safe with me." I said, chugging part of my drink. "You are safe here." I yelled into Nevada's ear, she smiled and started to sway back and forth. Dean had a long smile on her face as she danced with her eyes closed. They both stayed close to me. Dean finished the rest of her drink as did I. Dean looked over up at me and smile. She moved closer to move, and started dancing on me. I didn't tell her no because she's a beautiful girl and there was no harm being done. Nevada started getting into it also. A waiter came by and took our empty glasses. I wrapped one arm around Dean and the other around Nevada's waist. I quickly lost track of time and what we were doing. I nuzzled my head into Dean's blonde curls. She giggled so softly, she laughed like God. I showed just as much attention to Nevada they both grinded into me as we dance.d "Do you want to drink more?" I asked Dean, she nodded yes. "Nevada, let's go back to the bar." "Fuck yeah." Nevada mumbled. I held them close as I led them through the crowd back to the bar. "What can I get for you?" The same Bar tender asked. "Two Tequila Slammers with Mountain Dew, one with a dash of Lemonade." I ordered. "And, for you?" The Bar tender ask, while he grabbed a bottle of Tequila from the counter to mix their drinks with. "Just a Bud Light." I replied. I didn't plan on drinking anymore but just one beer couldn't hurt anything.

[Photo is N.V Night Club now, It most likely was not open yet in '95.]