Fucking To The Beat On The Dance Floor

It all started when my best friends Sarah and Layla decided to drag me out of the house after a bad break up. We had dated for a year and a half and I really thought he was the one. Until I caught him cheating with another girl. We split instintaly because I have no tolerance for cheaters. I mopped around the house for a couple of weeks until my two best friends came over and insisted that we went out for a girls night. I fought and fought them but finally gave in. That Friday night I put on my shortest and tightest little black dress. I am about 5″7, with a tiny waste, 38 D breast, and a banging booty. I don’t want to brag but I was looking good that night. My friends arrived aroung 8:30 p.m. and we headed to dinner. After we finished Layle said we should hit up the new club, I heard it was going off tonight. I was reluctent at first but decided hey what the hell im single and I need to let go a little tonight. So we grabbed a cab and went. When we got there we got a table on the second story balcony so we could check out the scene. I got thirsty and told the girls I’m going to get a drink and asked if they wanted one. They said yes so i made my way to the bar. The bar was really packed that night and it was almost impossible to the the attention of any bar tender.