One-night stand I’ll never forget
This happens recently. Some of my girlfriends wanted to plan a girls’ night out. We finally were able to match our schedules and set a date. We decided to treat ourselves to dinner and then head to a club. I wore a grey colored dress which looked a lot like this. And beige open-toed heels. I felt sexy and it was well needed. When we arrived at the club, there was already some good music playing. It wasn’t too crowded either. We were set! I grabbed some drinks and chatted for a bit. Then we made our way to the dance floor. I danced and felt ecstatic. The exhaustion from all the stress of adulting on my own was gone. My friends and I stayed together and warded off any men that came bothering. We weren’t having any of it. We were there to dance. After satisfying my groove on the dance floor, my feet started to hurt. I made my way to a table and took a break. God, it felt good to be off my feet after dancing in heels (Ladies, you know that feeling!). I ordered a drink and sat back...
