Chrysalis

Pavilion

“So Diane are you ready for a little fun?”

“I sure am”.

I exited the theatre and took a walk up the hill when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

“Where you going?”

“To the club”.

She shook her head.

“Not that way your not…….follow me”.

As it turned out the nightclub was directly underneath the theatre, down a short incline and hidden from view by foliage…..in such liberated times it made me wonder why it was such a secret”

“Abigail why is this club off the beaten track”.

“Are you telling me you don’t know?”

“Well if I did then I would not need to ask, its on the internet”

“Technically not……..the page doesnt lead anywhere”.

“OK So why is this club underneath the theatre?”

“Because its for lesbians and an exclusive private club”.

“So its not  because the locals disapprove of our sexual identity”.

“You hit it on the nose……the local council belong in the dark ages and do not approve”.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing…..such concepts belonged in a museum, this was the 21st Century and lesbians were a part of everyday life or so I thought.

“Anyway lets forget all about the political rubbish of all this and head into the club”.

We walked down a corridor until it suddenly veered off and was met by a set of double doors and each was protected by a female bouncer…

Abigail took a step forward and was met by one of them.

“Name?”

She gave them her name and moments later we were both admitted into the club.

“So what do you want to do first?”

Thinking back to what lucy said I decided to go with the flow and see where all this took me.

“How about a drink……….something smooth”.

She smiled and approached the bar.

“Two whiskies on the rocks”.

The bartender wore a mini-skirt which showed off a tremendous amount of thigh, she was also in a halter top which would have had any girls pretending to be lesbian being turned quicker than an egg in a frying pan…

I took both drinks across to a booth and then turned to Abigail.

“Nice girl”

“Yeah she is, keeps them in check”.

“With that rack I can well imagine….”

Abigail put her glass down…

“Come on, lets dance”.

I got up and we walked toward the source of the music when Abigail suddenly froze.

“Holy fuck…….we got a guest”.

I looked across to a woman who had just walked in but there was something different about her.

“Do you know her Abigail?”

“Well she looks familiar but I was just saying that she is a smoking hot woman”.

“Then why don’t you go and introduce yourself?”

She turned to me.

“You don’t mind?

“Not at all………if you think you have a chance then why not”.

This was clearly one that was getting away but there was something familiar about this face………..I think I needed a second opinion.

I got back to the bar in the hope of seeing the bartender.

“You want the same as before?”

“Yeah………..whats your name if you don’t mind me asking”.

“Daisy”

“Hi Daisy, Im Diane……….That makes us a couple of D’s”

She smirked at this.

We were having a great conversation and I was really starting to warm to her when Abigail came across to the bar with the mystery woman.

“Are you gonna introduce your guest Abigail?”

“Diane meet Melissa Jackson”

I smiled at her.

“Pleased to meet you……..what do you make of this place?”

“Oh its an old haunt of mine actually”.

Just as I was about to reply I felt my arm being tugged and turned to see Daisy, she was staring daggers at Melissa and pulled me to one side.

“Whatever you do don’t let her lead the conversation”

“Why whats the problem?”

“That’s Melissa Jackson……she’s the number one MILF in the town and she has a reputation for sleeping with students and younger women”.

“Good Luck to her”

“Thought you might say that but she only does it to feed her ego and put those names as another notch on her bedpost………She is insatiable but once she gets her claws in you lose”.

“That sounds like you have experienced her”.

“Yes, she sweet talked me into bed and then discarded me when she got what she wants………she is only interested in sex and is heartless”.

“What happened Daisy?”

“We danced, we drank and when we went back to her place I thought she was going to make all my dreams come true but after fucking me she threw my clothes at me and told me to close the door on the way out……you see the way she is looking at your friend…….Its her technique and she is one hell of a heart breaker”.

“Well I like a challenge and maybe it was time to take Melissa Jackson down a peg or two”.

“What you going to do?”

“Well I know that Abigail is into me and I am going to suggest a threesome for our MILF, if your right then she wont resist the temptation but I will be the one throwing her out”.

“How you going to do that?”

“Well I have one or two ideas”.

“Good luck with that but knowing Melissa I would expect her to be boasting about how she bedded a hot babe called Diane”.

I turned to Daisy.

“Hmmm If I have any energy left I will come back for you”.