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freshly reapplied lipstick and suddenly I felt something, a sense that I was being watched. My eyes scanned the darkness around the nightclub but besides the concrete, some trees and the expanse of water that Isobar overlooked, I couldn’t see anyone or anything.
    “ What are you looking at?” Cassie asked, her expression filled with curiosity.
    “ Oh nothing.” I said. “I just felt like someone was watching us but it’s nothing.”
    She laughed. “ Well there’s not a lot of places for someone to hang around out here Allie. Come on, we aren’t going to meet any hot men standing outside.” She tugged on my hand and together we headed for the entrance to the nightclub.
    The noise hit us as soon as we walked inside, the rhythmic b oom, boom, boom of the music and I followed Cassie through the crowds of people to the bar where she ordered Baileys and ice for both of us.
    I didn ’t waste time sitting on my drink purely in a figurative way of course and began to suck it up the straw like a woman with a desperate thirst. The truth was I needed this, I needed something to take my mind off my writer’s block and something to distract me from being self conscious about the extremely short, tight dress Cassie had squeezed me into.
    We found ou rselves a couple of vacant bar stools and I placed my drink down while I gingerly tried to climb onto the stool as daintily as I could. Well if the truth be told, I was trying hard not to flash my panties to anyone in the room since the barely there hem of the dress didn’t allow for basic necessities like sitting down.
    Once I was seated, I sipped my drink and looked around the room at the crowds of people. Most were dancing of course and there were men circling the room, their expressions filled with hope as they approached various women.
    The usual mating ritual was beginning for some and I smiled to myself as I settled in ready for doing as I always did anytime I allowed Cassie to talk me into coming out with her, I drank and people watched. I enjoyed people watching, it was at times very entertaining.
    When we ’d finished our first drinks, I got up to buy us another round and carefully negotiated my way to the bar to avoid falling off my heels. While I waited in line I again had that sensation of being watched and I turned, my eyes scanning the room but due to the crowds of people, it was impossible to tell where the feeling of being watched was coming from. Of course when I turned several men seemed to think I was looking at them and a couple gave me a hopeful smile but I spun around again to face the bar, stumbling slightly when I nearly fell off my damned heels.
    Finally I was served and carefully made my way back to Cassie who was being chatted up by some man I saw as I approached. Typical, she always at tracted the men and after a sip of her drink she gave me an apologetic smile as she stood up to go and dance with the attractive man she’d been talking to.
    As I watched them dance, I drank my second Baileys faster than I should have and sighed happily whe n I felt the buzz in my head start up. I was just reaching that pleasantly tipsy stage when Cassie came back minus her admirer and she flopped back down on her stool, wiping her slightly sweat dampened hair off her forehead.
    “ So what happened to Prince Charming?” I asked and she curled up her lip.
    “ Prince Charming? More like Prince Arming. He was all hands on the dance floor. I mean he was kind of cute but I like to get to know them a little bit first at least and not have to put up with being pawed at on the dance floor.”
    I kind of agreed with her but at the same time I wasn ’t sure Cassie was aware how lucky she was. At least men wanted to spend time with her, go to bed with her. I was the one who just settled for watching her having a good time and often lying in bed listening to the pounding of her bedhead against the wall and the sighs and moans coming from her room. Fuck my life seriously. Well