That night was dark and windy. She had gone out on the town with her best friend since high school. They had seen this ad in the paper about a club that had opened just last week, and decided to try it out. Her friend had been all bouncy and in a good mood as they sat at her home getting a few drinks before they headed out. They had shared quite a few good laughs about men and the old days.
As they stood outside in the cold waiting to get let into the club, she could feel her nipples harden from the chill. There was definitely something in the air that night.
The club's grand opening was last weekend, but they still had the deep red carpet out to greet their visitors. The two best friends went inside and eyed the room. It was definitely different from anything else they had seen before.
The walls were painted black, except the end wall which had a colour like good red wine. There were no electric lighting, but instead they were surrounded by large white candles lit everywhere. It gave a warm feeling to the place, and stood good against the black walls.
She couldn't help but smile to herself. Her friend did not know this, but she had always had a side to her that enjoyed things that were not quite like the norm. On the walls were hung different weapons, shields and items from the mediaeval ages. The bartenders were dressed in black leather, guys and girls. This was not the cheap style of leather clothing, but the type that complimented their bodies without being too revealing.
The girls looked around at the clientel, and even though there were many like them, checking out the place for the first time, the majority of people here were dressed in all black, wearing heavy black makeup, but all with big smiles on their faces. Smiles that could burst into laughs at any minute. They all seemed to enjoy themselves.
A good sign, the girl thought, as she settled at the bar with her friend. She ordered a rum and coke, took a deep breath and absorbed the whole atmosphere of the club.
Out of the corner of her eye something caught her attention. It was the shadow of a man that passed from behind the bar and disappeared into the back room.
She could not put a word on it, but something had made her heart jump and she felt uncertain all of a sudden. A subtle shiver went down her spine, and her nipples hardened again. She shook her head and tried to pass it off as a figment of her imagination, but in the back of her mind, the thought of whom it was still puzzled her.
She enjoyed her drink and was laughing with her friend and the two men that had come up to chat to them. The men were friendly and handsome, but neither appealed to her in any other way that enjoying their company.
She looked at her friend and noticed her interest in both of them though. The girl smiled, leaned over and whispered to her friend "go for it honey". Her friend gave her a big smile, raised her eyebrows as to ask her "are you sure?".
