Hadn’t been laid in 3 months. I was hurting.
Called up my two boys, Colfax and Gorman. Both excellent wing-men if needed. And in my case, it was needed most times.
I’m not the most attractive guy out there. My best compliment I’ve ever gotten from a girl was, “Hey Cutie. You look like that guy from Fargo.”
Fargo? Fuck me.
Anyways, my boys and I, head out to the club early. I was guessing I’d need all the time I could get.
When we got there the club was half dead, but we immediately grabbed a booth. We ordered our pitchers and to our pleasant surprise the waitress came back a bit later with our liquid courage and said “these drinks are compliments from the group of girls over there.” She pointed across the empty dance floor to these 3 girls standing in a corner. They were watching us and they were attractive!
We invited them over and score, I ended up chatting with the cute one. Make that ultra cute! But most people call her Sarah. Turns out these girls are E heads and wanted us to join them. Hey, whatever it takes. Unfortunately, my girl was staying sober. In fact, she was only staying for another hour or so. She was the one who drove her friends to the club and they convinced her to stay for at least one drink before they downed the pills. The reason she had to leave so early was because she had to get up early the next morning for work. I asked her to call in sick. She smiled and said “Trust me, if I could I would.”
So for the next hour my buddies and I downed some E with our pitchers and when the E finally hit, I was flying high on the packed dance floor grinding it up with my ultra cutie. We danced for a couple of songs and then she said she had to get going. She said bye to her friends and then I took her over to the side of the bar. She wrote down her name and number on the inside of my cigarette pack. I figured, I could definitely hook up with her next weekend. Then she left. And as she walked away, I watched her, and it felt like she was taking apart of my soul with her.
I returned back to the jammed floor to join my buddies and the other two girls. I was so high.
This was the first time I had ever taken E, and I noticed I was dancing like I’ve never danced before. I was dancing like a machine. I could feel every single hair on my body jump up and down to the beat of the song. I looked over at my two buddies, who were now already making out with the other girls and I thought “Damn. Friends are SO important” I was smiling from ear to ear.
Somewhere at this point I get a tap on the shoulder. I turn around and there’s this other cutie smiling right at me. Holy shit I thought, let it begin!
She introduced herself as Tara and then put her arms around me and we automatically started to grind. I have no idea how long we danced for, but next thing I know, our tongue’s started to play with each other. Also around this time my memory started to fade. But I do remember she was wearing a skirt and I spent a lot of time feeling her ass with my hand and noticing she wasn’t wearing any panties.
We finally got off the floor and walked over to the outside section to have a smoke. I offered her one and she accepted. But as I pulled out my pack and opened it up she noticed the other girls’ name and number written down.
She looked up at me and said “Who’s Sarah?”
Oh fuck.
I thought quickly and said “Oh she’s my cousin who I ran into yesterday. I haven’t seen her in ages. We had kinda lost touch.” I looked up at her to see if she bought it.
Hook, line and sinker baby!! Jesus, sometimes I don’t know where I get it.
Anyways the rest of the night gets real blury. I just remember bits and pieces. Drinking more. Dancing more. Making out more. And at the end of the night we end up back at her place.
And I will never forget this.
I remember her bringing me into her bedroom. Her room was messy with clothes and other female stuff lying around. She took me to her bed and started to take off her clothes. I quickly did the same. Finally I thought. Both naked we slipped into her bed. I rolled on top of her. We kissed and I moved my hips around to position myself. I was just about to enter her when she stopped me….
“I’m going to let you do me on one condition” she says. “What’s my name?”
Oh fuck.
I take a deep breath and look up into her eyes. A few seconds go by.… “Sarah?”
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I am Jack’s soft penis.