Okay, so I was pissed off and that probably wasn’t the best time to suddenly accept an invitation to meet a stranger in a bar but frankly, I just didn’t care anymore. My boyfriend was a no show for the third Saturday night in a row. He always had a good reason for it but enough was enough. We were on a downward slide toward a break up and the reality was that I had dressed up expecting a good time and I was stuck at home again. Well, no more I decided! If he thought I was staying at home waiting for him again, he had another think coming.
My dark brown hair was fixed and hanging in loose curls down my back. My makeup was done, I had on a white dress with fringe at the hem that was made for dancing, and by golly I was going out! I slipped my high-heeled sandals on and ran my hands up my long legs to smooth out my pantyhose. I’m 5’8” and the heels added 3 inches to my height. My boyfriend is 5’11” so they put us at the same height but the guy who had been flirting with me online said he was 6’2”. I left a message on my boyfriend’s answering machine telling him we were through and then I jumped online and left a message for DARKLVR that said, “Fat Jack’s, 8:30 pm, I’m living dangerously” then I headed for my car.
Fat Jack’s is a nice hangout during the week and on weekends the live bands can really have the place hopping. I like to dance and I hadn’t gotten a chance to in weeks. I looked at the marquee and knew that I’d picked the perfect night. The band was a favorite of mine and they weren’t afraid to play a broad range of music including country, swing, pop, and rock. I put my purse over my shoulder and walked up to the door.
“Hello darlin,” the bouncer drawled as I handed him the money for the cover charge.
“Aren’t you the sweetest thing,” I drawled back and winked at him. I watched him flush with embarrassment as he handed me my change. “Better be careful,” I warned. “We don’t want the masses to discover what a big softy you are.” I winked again ... อ่านทั้งเรื่อง
