My final nightclub experience....

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon....you know the rest. While my friend and I were trying to "regulate" and get ready for a night at the postponed First Friday event, we made the decision to leave earlier than usual. We were determined to get to the club by 11:00 - 11:30 being the latest.

But, the unexpected always happens right? She locked her keys in the car.

I should have taken this as a sign and stay at home instead. But, no. We were determined. Plus, this would be my last club outing.

She finally gets her keys out of the car around 11:30 and we arrive at the club a little after 12:30. I wanted to make the best of the evening but the evening had other plans.

We were charged $20 for an hour and a half of dancing! The place was so packed with sweaty drunks that I couldn't really enjoy myself like I wanted to - but that's what I get for trying to force my way into a lifestyle that is not my own.

Yeah, folks - it was quite an experience but one that I can no longer partake in.

I'm moving on.

From now on, I'm doing a variety of activities that stimulate more than my clitoris.
Not, sure if the club even managed to do that for me but the grinding sessions did get me worked up a few times. But.... no more!