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One More Time

"Women are made to be loved not understood"
                - Oscar Wilde

Deion

I have been working like crazy all week trying to get my mind off of Martina. It is my birthday and this the only day she gives me head and some pussy. Damn, I wished she fucked up after my birthday.

I have to go out and have some fun this weekend except sitting at home playing with Butters. I call my friend up...

"Hello?"

"Lance, hey this Dee. What you doing tonight. I want to go out to that new club in Norfolk." I had a huge smile on my face. Lance has been asking me to go out with him for a month now and every time I hade an excuse.

"Oh, shit for real nigga? I know just the spot. What time you be ready and don't bitch out on me either." He sounds happy to get me out there. He knows it is my birthday too so, I know he going to go all out for this.

"I'm not going to bitch out. I will be ready around 10. You can still come over and we can have some drinks before we go" I am ready to do this. Its been 3 months since I been with someone and I'm going to do what my dad said and just have a one night stand instead and not look for my future wife.

"Okay......okay nigga I will be there at 930 so we can drink." Lace hung up and I sat there for a minute. I don't know how I can pick a chick up at the club.

Those are the same chicks I attract. Broke, low self-esteem chicks in the club. But good women go to the club too. I'm just going to have fun that's all.....that's all!

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Kendall

Its Friday and I be damned if I stay in this house and look at these four walls. I really have no girlfriends. Maybe because I think everyone is idiots. So, I have to go out by my self as usual.

I looked in my closet to see what to try on. I look good in everything. I am 5'7, slim and have a fat ass. I'm brown skinned like my mom and have light chestnut eyes like my dad. I know I'm bad. But bad bitches have a hard time finding love too.

I picked out a simple black dress that hugs my curves and enhances my perky breast. I slide in my red bottoms all cheetah print heels and grab my gold clutch bag. I straightened out my hair and apply some makeup. I took a long look in the mirror at my self. I realized I still look good but the wrinkles around my eyes are getting more noticeable and my breast is not that perky no more. I shouldn't go. I'm too old for the club. I look like a cougar in training.

As I stared hard at the mirror, I looked into my eyes. I notice I look sad, tried and angry.

I have to do something. Even moms getting some and having fun. The pastor and my mom go out on dates, have movie nights at home and do amazing shit together. The best part is, they are not in a rush to make it serious...they just enjoying the time they have left together.

Okay, I go.

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I made my way to downtown Norfolk, to a new club that just open at the waterside. It was nice. The city was lit up and the warm autumn air carries the live music through the city streets.   I walked around the peer and watch the live jazz performance while staring at the light bouncing off the water. It is still early around 10 and the club seems like it won't be jumping around 11. I made my way to the club after soaking in the fresh air and proceed to the VIP section. I like to be in the cut to check out the ends and out of my surroundings. I ordered a bottle of VSOP and a glass of ice and told the waitress to put on my tap. I may take someone home tonight.

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Deion

I'm in a good mood tonight. Lance and I have been drinking before we left the house. We made it to the club around 11 and noticed that the club was still in full swing. The DJ was jumping and the ladies were fine.

I made my way to the bar to order another round....shit it is my birthday! I decided to step out fresh tonite. I wore all black slasher t-shirt, black fitted Jirbaud jeans with black tims. I had just got a fresh cut earlier and wore my all black NY Yankees cap. I know I looked good. I'm 35 today and Its time to have fun.

I stood at the bar looking around while bobbing my head to the music when I notice her. She was beautiful. Long beautiful hair down to the shoulders. Slim black dress with all her curves showing. Sitting at the VIP section all alone sipping on her drink. I wonder if she here someone. I see a couple of guys walked up to the rope and she wave them away.

So, she is hard to get. Bad and Bouchie, I like that. Very different from I am used too. I took a shoot for some courage and made my way to her section. The music was too loud but the closer I got to her, the music seems to disappear in the background.

"Hey, you want to dance." I had my hand out hoping she would take it.

"I'm good." She said with an annoying look in her eyes. And wave me away like a dog. I tried again.

"Oh, what the purpose of going to the club, if you not going to dance." I still had my hand out. I looked in her eyes and I see it had softened a little bit. I felt her hand grab mines. She stood up tall and put a smile on her face. It was a beautiful smile. It seems a lot of weight was left off her shoulders when she hands me her hand.

It seems she had a lot to drink because she stubble a little getting down from the VIP steps. I caught her in my arms and apologized for touching her in the wrong way. She giggles and said thank you and we made our way to the dance floor.

The music was too loud for me and I really didn't understand any of it and the look of things she didn't either but we just dance the best we can until the DJ switch the song. I escort her back after we dance in silence to the section and thank her for giving me a chance.

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