So I went out to a local rock club with a few of my gal pals, you know the sort of club, far too loud, incredibly strong drinks and a floor that is perpetually sticky. I wore a a band shirt (it was for the band Alcest, for anyone really interested) that I had customised by cutting the sleeves off and turning into a fairly open vest, you could definitely see side boob and nips if you wanted too, a pair of small denim shorts that were fairly ‘cheeky’ and a pair of black Kurt Geiger heels which in my mind means is a clear sign I’m DTF (granted I’m like that all the time heels or not) I don’t think guys would know that though!
It was getting fairly late and my gal pals had bailed because they are lightweights, I stayed behind because I knew a few people there, and more importantly I’d got talking to two guys. We were all chatting in the ‘chill area’ the music is still probably over 100db, and you have to shout at each other for conversation, I think it’s a chill area because there’s some tables and chairs there, nothing more says it’s a chilled area really. We were all being a bit flirty and I’d kissed them both separately when one of them had gone to the bar or nipped to the toilet. I was pretty horny, and could have easily grabbed a taxi with at least one of them to mine for sex but I wanted sex without fucking about.