The Club

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Jack: let's go!

Your boyfriend Jack yells as he dragged you by your wrist off of the dance floor. He pulled you right out of the front of the club. Helping you to the car and driving off. You and him were invited to a club of a friends birthday. Because your friends dad owns the club and he's very chill and everything he let's everyone drink unless there over 15. Which you were you and Jack are 19 turning 20. You were wearing short, black dress with of course vans. You were that type of girl that doesn't were heals. Jack was wearing a simple white t-shirt with black ripped jeans Chequered vans. And a necklace that has your name on it. It was square and it was silver. And followed on with some rings. When you arrived at the party, you headed over to the bar and grabbed Jack and yourself some shots. You handed Jack a shot but he denined because he had to drive. Oh well more for me you said yo your self. You downed it and shouted woo. A few drinks later you headed over to the dance floor. You asked Jack to join you but he shook his head and sat down on the coach what's wrong with him? You groaned and left him there. Swaying your ass as you walk there trying to get Jack to join you. Soon some girls started gavering and dancing and swaying your hips to the beat. You were just minding your own business,dancing your live away, when you felt hands grasp tightly on your hips. You didn't turn around because you thought it was Jack. Grinding your ass into the persons crotch that was behind you you could feel his member start to grow. So you finally decided to turn around, with the biggest smirk on your face, until you realise the person that you have been sexually active with all along was not Jack...

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