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Rick
The woman was at least twenty years younger than me. Which was
at least ten years younger than ‘hell, no.’
Should’ve been, anyway.
Silky jet hair much too long. Tiny black skirt much too tight. Big, sparkling
eyes much too blue.
Still, what the fuck did I expect? Wasn’t a club a place to meet people much
too everything for them?
You’re rationalizing, asshole.
The fact was though, I didn’t have to rationalize. Not at all. If I saw
something I liked, more often than not, there was nothing that was going to
stop me from having it.
Not propriety. Not ethics. Not morality. Not even, as needs be, the law.
The air was so thick with a miasma of perfume, cologne, sweat, and the
whiff of both weed and cigarettes, you could practically walk on it. The
lights from the DJ stand, festooned with more flashing lasers than a low
budget sci-fi flick, dazzled, illuminating the shimmering heat of the air as
the green, cyan, and reddish beams cut through the place. The dance floor
was wall-to-wall, the crush of barely dressed bodies so close, they seemed
to move in unison, the thump and low, animal growl of the bassline
pleasantly vibrating deep in my chest.
Where I sat, a broad, arcing line of tables around three-quarters of the floor,
raised up a few feet, was more or less a mezzanine. A perch from where I
nursed my single malt and ignored the almost constant buzz of my phone
against the sticky tabletop.
Work was going to have to wait until tomorrow.
At least the view is good.
I’d first seen her when I’d sat down. I’d been lucky to find an open table,
shocked really. I’d wasted no time making a beeline for it.
So had she—but I’d gotten there first.
She’d nearly sat in my lap, her eyes glued to her phone, the glow of the
screen lighting up her strikingly pretty face. “Oh, shit. Sorry, dude.” She’d
put her hand to her mouth as she looked away. Glitter clung to her first and
second knuckles, more of it sparkling in her dark nail polish.
“You wanna do that, you’re gonna have to give me your name first.”
She’d laughed, blushing. “Embarrassed.”
I’d guessed she wasn’t a day over twenty-one. “Odd choice for a name.” I
shrugged. “But kids these days…”
She rolled her eyes, but a smile still curved her blush-painted lips. “Have a
nice night.”
Watching her walk away, her ass surprisingly round and juicy for someone
so slight, was only the second best thing that had happened to me that
evening.
As I observed her though, huddling with several friends, all of whom were
dressed in various permutations of ‘nothing much at all, really’ I couldn’t
help but notice it. Though she was all the way over at the other side of the
floor, I caught her, once or twice. A tiny glance here. A touch of her hair
there.
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