“I don’t really care where you live at,” the feminine voice echoed in my head. “Just turn around boy and let me hit that,” thumped and pounded, into my body. ”Don’t be a little bitch with your chit chat,” bodies blurred in my alcohol assisted experience. ”Just show me where your dick’s at,” I had to smile, the song kept going, getting me wetter with each beat.

Short skirt, crop top, hair pulled back, sportin’ deep red lips that sipped at my customized drink. I was feeling hot, and getting into the groove of the scene. My girlfriends surrounded me for the moment dancing in rhythm with the suggestive lyrics.

Did I say I was wearing anything under my skirt? The heat of the bodies registered, the smells drifted around me, I was trying to find my prey. But in the chaos of the floor, there wasn’t much hope. Alcohol tainted the scent and I needed to retreat to the sides. But the music had lured me there and held me fast. My hips swayed, accenting my favorite asset. Sure I had decent sized breasts, but felt that I had stronger qualities lower on my body.

A few more songs and my drink disappeared; Time for a new one. A quick show of my empty glass and my friends agreed: Back to our sectionals where we had left our 750ml. Never understood the prestige of name brand Vodka, all tasted the same after the first one, but that is how its done and I wasn’t about to disturb a ritual that had worked for us. Along the way, my eyes caught a glimpse. Short dark hair, tanned, modestly dressed, enjoying the music while taking care of his own elixir. Three of them: I needed two partners for this one.

One more round at the table and I assessed my strategy. Three guys, no girls. There were five of us. Bring them over here or go over there. I wanted them on our turf, our conditions, my mind was made up: It was up to me to lure them over. I stood up and gave the signal to my friends. They had already approved of my decision, now it was up to me. It was more courtesy, just to let them know that I was making my move.

For most, it did not take much. But these guys were not mindless, and definitely made me work. Alex, the one I spotted, was a gentleman. Stood up to introduce himself, offered me a seat as well as a drink. I countered and invited him over to our table. I could tell his friends were eager, but he played it cool. Insisted that I have at least one drink with them.