| Well, this night sure started off that way. Got to the club a bit late, but that wasn't the problem.
Some people already being too drunk . . . that was a slight problem.
Opened one girl, only about 7 if she's lucky, with a physical opener. She wore a dress with a decorative tie on the back. She's standing right in front of me with 2 g/f's. Cool. I tug on the tie just a bit. Enough to get her attention. Most girls normally will realize you're playing, and being cocky at the same time because most guys wouldn't DREAM of doing that, so they like it. I've done it before to other girls. Well, this girl turns around, seems cool at first. She can't believe I did that, and gives me the look that says as much.
It went downhill from there, lol. She asks me why I did it. So, I look her straight in the eyes and say "because I wanted to." You'd have thought I popped her over the head. She starts going off, bitching at me, which I can barely even hear cause we're on the dance floor, lol. I'm sitting down at the moment, with her standing directly in front of me. I do hear her saying she's gonna nail me in the balls, and how would I like that? I simply sit there and lock eyes with her, and talk calmly to her. Not being affected by the threat. She doesn't even look down, as she would if she were really about to do it. I figure it's a MAJOR shit test. Well, she doesn't stop. So, I tell her to go on her way. When she finally finishes rambling, and getting even more upset, probably because of the fact that I'm still looking at her in the eyes and not getting upset myself and not getting scared, she grabs her two friends and walks off the dance floor. Oh well, good riddens.
Ok, so I'm feeling relaxed, loose. I sit there a bit, wait for the band to play something good, while I'm talking to a couple of guys.
A decent song comes on, I get up and start dancing just a bit. I move half way across the dance floor, to a more open spot.
Holy shit. Two guys start grabbing at each other, punching each other, yelling at each other. And there are two girls caught in the middle. Damn. Severl other guys are trying to break these two up. They have succeeded as far as keeping the guys from literally knocking each other out, but they can't seem to pull them apart. For some reason, I'm able to. I put one hand on each guy and literally push them away from each other.
One guy is taken into the crowd, away from the other guy. The other one is pulled away from me in another direction, and the two girls are stunned. One looks at me, like what the hell did you just do? So, asked her what the hell that was all about. No answer, so I turn and leave them alone. I go back to dancing. Trying to have some fun. Well, it just wasn't in the cards at that moment.
Then, a girl that I know that's with the radio station is dancing on stage. This is a popular local station and these people are at this club every weekend. This girl knows me from a bookstore I used to own. So, she spots me by the stage as she's dancing on the stage. With another girl. Grinding, playing around. Immediately she reaches her hand down to mine, grabs it, and makes a show that she knows me. BAM. Instant and major DHV.
As I'm working through the crowd, going to get off the dance floor, a two set starts eyeing me. So, I pause, dance just a little. Then, another two set starts eyeing me and one of those two girls grabs my coat, pulls me to her, grinds up against me, grabs my shirt, literally, pulls me skin to skin with her. She starts dancing like we're fucking having sex right on the dance floor. She goes down on me, her face against my crotch. She comes up, grabbing my clothes again, wrapping her arms around my back, pulling me, crushing herself up against me.
This goes on for a bit, and she turns her back up against me, and moves her hands down to my crotch. Well, she starts working down there. I won't go into detail on that one, lol.
So, after all that fun is done, I proceed to leave, as I had planned. I get a text. From a girl that lives 6 hours north of me that I picked up in this same club before. She's back in town for the holidays and wanting to know what I'm doing. The rest, as they say, is history. Yeah, I could make a lay report tomorrow, but I won't.
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