He gives her what she always wanted
It was a dark and stormy night...
"You're shitting us," Trent hollered above the din of Krazy Vin's, a local strip club. "Not Allison, she would never… I don't fucking believe you!"
David clamped me on the shoulder, spilling my drink.
"Yeah man, I'm with Trent on this one. You're full of shit. Good story though, man!"
The story I had told them was how, on occasion, my super hot girlfriend likes me to dominate her, in some very physical ways. Ways that, to the uninitiated, might make someone want to call the police. That's where our loft comes in handy. Built on the remains of an old aircraft engine factory, my loft was rock solid and let no sound escape.
"Hey there boys." A young lady came up to us. "Any of you fellas want a dance?"
She had a nice smile, and a body that was made for teaching third graders. I flipped her a tenner and thanked her anyway.