We decided to stay at the uni bar until at least 12:30, because Oliver couldn't come with us anywhere else that night, and we wanted to visit with him. I met one of his roomates, an international student here on a student visa. Him and his girlfriend chatted with us for a bit, and then they caught the bus into town. I'd heard it was a 45 minute ride. Been there, done that as a student. Now, as an interloper/oldie at a uni bar, I think I'll splurge on a cab thanks.
The first half a pill did nothing, I'm pretty sure. Oliver explains that most people "double drop" whereas I half-dropped. Taz gave me another half a pill and his practically empty budweiser bottle. I carried both off to the bathroom. Once again, I think I was the only girl in there alone. I sat on the toilet for a while after swallowing the pill, not really needing to pee, but not wanting to pop in and out of the toilet cubicle in under thirty seconds. Conversations washed under the partitioning walls, meant for ears on either side of me. Drunk laughter bounced off the mirrors.
I think that was the point I started to notice the effect of the x. Haha.
The cab ride was random because we rode with a handful of people we met at the taxi stand, to save money on cab fare. I stared out the window and clenched and unclenched my jaw, and didn't attempt to participate in the conversation at all. I have to say, I enjoyed myself the entire ride.
The strip was busy, and the Red Bull was packed!! I don't know how, but we managed to find Oliver's roomate (who now needs a name for the first time... I'll call him Tom, and his girlfriend Crystal) Yeah. Tom and Crystal just sort of popped up near the bathroom, and we all grabbed drinks, and a table on the upper balcony.
We've never arranged a foursome before. Its always been us and another girl. Since I met hubby, I've slept with three other girls, but not a single other dude. I wanted that to change!! Its no fun being bisexual if we only ever include other women! Conversation quickly turned to sex, as it seems to do around us. It took us less than 5 minutes to have them both on board. Good thing too, because out of nowhere, a bouncer appeared and told Tom that he had to leave. I have no idea why, since the four of us were just sitting there talking. Working in clubs all over the world, I have never seen a more innocuous customer kicked out of a club. All four of us left.
Where to go at 2:30 a.m? Why, the strip club, of course. But not the one I worked at the night before. I wanted to check out the competition/alternate place of employment down the road. I've heard rumours about the place, and not all of them were positive. But you never know.....
This time, the rumours were true. I saw more trashy pussy spread buck naked on the stage for free in that club in half an hour than I have ever seen anywhere else in an entire night!!! *shudder* No way could I work there.... I might be working in a morally questionable environment, but dammit, if you wanna see the pink, you PAY for it!
Surprise, surprise, I'm needed urgently in the baby department. I'll have to make a part Three later.
Mwah! xoxo
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