Saturday night in Fort Worth offers plenty to do. Laurieās my best friend and we love to go out and have a good time on the weekends. Weād decided to go out on the town and hit a couple of the country western nightclubs. Although Laurieās deaf, she loves to dance and have a good time. One of the guys where Laurie works suggested we try a place called the Blackwater Saloon. He told her it had a country western atmosphere and a large dance floor. He was sure weād like it. It was one of his favorite hangouts.
On our nights out on the town, Laurie and I like to dress sexy, hoping thereāll be plenty of guys around to take notice. This night was no different. Laurieās got a great pair of legs and she wears her skirts plenty short. I opted for a black velour jumpsuit, cut low in the back, down to my waist but not quite as plunging in the front, just enough to show plenty of cleavage.
We decided to stop in at the Blackwater Saloon. The parking lot was crowded but we managed to find a spot clear at the far end. I wheeled the pick-up in the spot before anybody beat us to it. We walked across the lot passing a couple of guys wearing cowboy hats talking by their truck. The turned their heads watching us as we approached. The looks on their faces displaying their approval.
Although Laurie canāt hear a thing, she can read lips so she can pretty much understand what people are saying to her. The guys waved and we waved back. Donāt think either of us were really interested in them but it doesnāt hurt to be friendly.
The Blackwater was packed, didnāt see a table available anywhere so we made our way to the bar when we spotted a couple of empty seats. The Blackwater didnāt have live music, just a DJ playing the music. The music sounded great. Well to me it did anyway. Laurie could have cared less. We ordered drinks, red wine. Iām not much on beer. Laurie was surveying the crowd looking for āhotā guys, one of her favorite pastimes. Other than couples it looked like there were more girls than guys in the club. Laurie noticed it too but we decided to stay awhile and see how weād fair against the competition.
We didnāt have to wait too long. Laurie was approached by a neatly dressed guy wearing a cowboy hat and asked to dance. Laurie didnāt quite understand what heād said. She looked at me and I said, ādanceā in a more pronounced manner. Laurie and I had also worked out a series of gestures so we could communicate better. She got the message and followed the guy out onto the dance floor. The guy hadnāt realized Laurie was deaf. He held Laurie close; I could see she was enjoying being in his grasp. The guy had a big smile on his face, probably happy that Laurie had agreed to dance with him. He was taller than Laurieās 5ā7ā height. Iāll have to admit, he did have a cute butt on him. Iām a ābuttā girl in case you havenāt guessed. The song stopped and another slow dance song followed. Laurie and her cowboy continued dancing, seemed they were hitting it off pretty well.
I noticed a several guys sitting at a table staring at me. Donāt know if they were just looking or trying to build up enough courage to approach me. I lit up a cigarette, a bad habit Iād picked up from Laurie. The music stopped for a minute and Laurie and the cowboy returned to the bar.
āShe canāt hear you, sheās hearing impaired,ā I told him.
Laurie prefers hearing impaired instead of deaf. She said it didnāt sound quite as drastic. The guy looked a little startled but he seemed to handle the news alright.
āShe can read your lips but you have to look right at herā I said.
āThatās cool. I thought she just didnāt want to talk to me on the dance floorā He replied.
āWould you two like to join us? Iām with some friends at the table over there.ā He pointed to the table where Iād noticed the guys watching me earlier. I asked him if he was sure it would be alright with them. He readily assured me, weād be more than welcome.
We picked up our glasses and followed him over to the table where his friends were sitting. They all rose from their chairs as we approached. Such gentlemen! Darren, the guy Laurie had danced with, introduced his friends to us. Rick, Michael and Dan, all in their mid-20ās I guessed.
I introduced us to the guys. Darren mentioned to his friends that Laurie was hearing impaired but she could read lips. The all smiled at her, guessing it didnāt seem to bother them. Rick asked me if Iād dance with him and I quickly accepted his offer. On the dance floor he held me close, just the way I like it. I could smell a hint of his cologne. It was very intoxicating, not overbearing. His right hand was on my bare back just above the waistband to my jumpsuit. He was a fantastic dancer, our bodies melted together as we danced. One of the other guys had asked Laurie to dance, think it was Michael. He was closer to Laurieās size and I could see they were chatting as they danced. She was smiling and speaking back to him so I assumed she was able to read his lips without much problem. The music changed to something faster paced. Rick and I returned to the table along with Michael and Laurie. We all got to talking, Laurie was trying to carry on two conversations at the same time but she was having a little difficulty. Not so much on Laurieās part as the guys. The music was loud where we were seated and the guys couldnāt hear Laurie when she spoke. Laurieās very soft spoken and the music was drowning her out. The guys ordered more drinks, they all drank beer. I ordered another glass of wine for Laurie and myself, the last one Iād drink for the evening since I was doing the driving. Figured Iād slip it slow and make it last. When Laurie gets to drinking, being behind the wheel is the last place youād want her. The guys were all very nice, not rowdy or obnoxious. Laurie and I both noticed them checking us out. Darren and Michael seemed to pay plenty of attention to Laurieās legs. I caught Rick and Dan trying to get a peak down the front of my jumpsuit.
As the evening wore on, the Blackwater started really filling up. There were people standing around waiting for a table to open up. The guys noticed it too and said it was a lot more crowded than usual. With all the noise, it was getting hard to carry on a conversation. Rick suggested we all go to his house and party there where it wasnāt so noisy and crowded. I was a little hesitant but Laurie liked the idea of getting out. We agreed to go with them to Rickās house, which was just on the outskirts of Fort Worth. Figuring we might get lost, Darren asked if he could ride with Laurie and me in case we got separated. It sounded like a pretty good idea.
We made our way out of the nightclub and into the parking lot. The guys were parked not far from us so we all walked together. The night air had turned cool and refreshing. Michael put his cowboy hat on Laurie; it came down to her ears, a few sizes to big. Darren put his arm around Laurie as we walked to the truck. Darren helped Laurie step up into the track, her short skirt riding far up, giving him a generous look at her legs.
The traffic on I-20 was moving swiftly. It didnāt take us long to get west of the by-pass and the exit we needed to take. We drove south on the two-lane highway for a few miles then onto a narrow county road. The house was an old farmhouse the guys were renting together. The said it offered them a place to get away from the city and party without bothering any close neighbors. I assumed they liked to party a lot. The guys turned on the lights in the livingroom and the kitchen. I asked to use their bathroom. I needed to answer the call of nature.
Everyone was standing around in the kitchen. Dan handed me a beer, I sipped it even though Iām not a beer person. Everyone was having a good time. Laurieās smile told me she was really enjoying herself basking in the attention of Darren and Michael. We drifted back into the livingroom where we could all sit down. Michael and Darren sat on one of the couches with Laurie between them. I picked out a nice comfortable chair. Rick and Dan sat on the floor in front of me.
Michael lit some candles and turned down the lights. Rick went over to the stereo in the corner and put on some cdās keeping the volume low so we could all still talk. I noticed Darren and Laurie werenāt doing any talking. Darren had his arm around her waist, pulling her to him for a kiss. Laurieās hand on his shoulder, pulling herself into him.