The boy’s got manners!” “I’ve got a hell of a lot more than manners!” I said flirtatiously as I was starting to feel good due to the acid kicking in.
“I’m sure,” Dita winked, “I’m just fucking with you anyway.
” As the LSD kicked in and we started tripping, we wandered the streets of our college town, dipping in bars with funky music and psychedelic lights. Ledyinred broadcast yourself live web chat.
We danced, we talked, we were having an awesome time.
When we wanted to chill, we would hit up a bar that was relaxed and low key.
The three of us were bonding, spending quality time and getting to know each other more.
“So, what’s your deal?” Dita asked me, “I mean you’ve worked at the club for several months now and haven’t hooked up with anyone. Free lonely wives in suring wisconsin.
Are you gay?” I could tell Morgan was getting uncomfortable with Dita’s tone.
“How do you know I haven’t hooked up with anyone?” I asked.
“You know, we take bets.
” Dita explained, “Every time a new guy starts working at the club, the dancers take bets on how long until he hooks up with a dancer, which dancer he will hoop up with, and some dancers make bets on how long it will take them to fuck the new guy.