ew's

egas to enjoy the weekend. Hoping for an adventure I w

et a chauffeur to drive me, but I wanted to

bouncer's open palm. I could hear the sounds of protest from the people lined up bu

off my skin and blasted my eardrums. It's a volume level I'm u

try to spend a night in a

e bar, pushing past

your p

o you s

cocked in my direction. I grinned in response, letti

n't knock me out after the first glass. Tequila, vodka,

dded and turned to the

her work as a mixologist. She took extra care in pouring the

g something that would strike me. To be more specific, I was searching fo

r dr

it card across the table befor

make out patches of the floor. I asked for a bottle of Mar

grab a

turned the corner of the bar, I noticed a large stage with a pole at its centre

multiple tables that had their poles a

ng for a strip club.

for me. I sat on the stool I had left earlier, lucky enough that no one h

er things. I struck up a conversation with the bartender, fin

nely, sad, or a mix of all these would

see a woman who shined like a million stars. She stood there

a bright shade of red that some

ded along the dance floor with an ele

st the right places and I wond

e crowd. I reached the woman's side, watching her jump and move her hips

ey

gaining her attention as I managed

oin me for

tared at me for a while, her gaze trying so hard to find som

ng her to a seat

t's you

her eyes still star

drink, something that would help

softening a bit. I waited patiently, watching

ing b

, her fingers pr

place like this in that d

o a club and order beer. She seemed more like the tequil

ust a businesswoman that

adly rid themselves of, and getting drunk was t

rew. And

t you can ca

refer Bethany. It ha

y, and her silver

any topic related to business. I didn't bother asking where she was fro

urfing through dozens of topics. She gave the best analy

ust happened to vanish from our e