Copyright 2007
It was Halloween. Stephanie and her friends decided to go to the Club Saigon to party. It was trendy discotheque with a large dance floor; there was even a small waterfall back lit with colored lights behind the bar to show how trendy the place was. It was going to be packed with all kinds of people on Halloween. Nothing quite as fun as getting drunk and go dancing she thought.
Stephanie was dressed up as a devil girl. A black headband with red devil horns held back her shoulder length black hair. Sparkles framed her brown eyes. Stephanie's slim figure filled her low cut red dress. High heal red boots was the perfect naughty girl accent to her custom. She was going to buy a pitchfork but she did not want to really carry it around all night long.
She picked up her friends at their apartments. Ginger was dressed like a geisha, and Angela looked like a puppy makeup but work a black plaid skirt. They were happy to see each other, and continued on the festivities at Club Saigon.
When the girls arrived, the club was already pack with all kinds of ghosts, goblins, nurses, bat-girls, supermen, pirates, and every other kind of people anyone could imagine and more. Immediately, the girls needed to get a drink, but Angela disappeared into the dance floor. Ginger and Stephanie back it back to the bar and order two beers.
A pirate started hitting on Ginger. Stephanie was a little disappointed, but walked her way to the edge of the dance floor. A superman started chatting with her. She thought he was cute, but the custom was kind of funny. He had a superman t-shirt, blue jeans, old snake skin boots that were recently spray painted red, and a pair or red underwear over his blue jeans.
"Did you put the customs together at the last minutes, Superman?" Stephanie questioned him whom introduced himself as Sean. He was a manager at the Blockbuster, so he was able to get a large DVD collection for pretty cheap.
"Of course not, Stephanie," he joked. "It took a whole two minutes to spray paint the boot. I just hope that the paint don't rub off on anyone. It might get a little messy."
Stephanie laughed.
Sean continued, "But I think it might just match on you, though." Stephanie smiled and finished her beer. The two danced on the floor which was now covered in a light smoke to the techno music. She thought that she saw Angela in a dark corner dancing with a guy really close together. They two gyrated provocatively with each other for several songs.
"Do you want another beer?" Sean asked Stephanie. She shook her head in approval, then the two made their way back to the bar holding hands. While waiting at the bar for a drink, a blonde girl passed in front of the couple who also wore a devil outfit but her large breast stood out of her red dress top.
"I wish I had boobs to fill out my dress," Stephanie mumbled to almost to herself.
"What are you talking about you have nice breasts," Sean said as his hands almost automatically reached out and cupped her b-cupped bra with a gentile squeeze. "They are perfect. I don't think I would like them if they were any bigger." Stephanie loved the way his touch and words made her fell very comfortable and very pretty, even though she would have smacked anyone who said that or touched her that way. In fact, she has smacked jerks for less.
Sean bought them a couple rounds of beer, while they chatted about life, likes, and what-knots at a small table that flanked the dance floor. She even started to curl up next to him at times. His body felt warm and comforting. They two danced, drank, and talked the night away. It was closing time before they knew it, and the bouncer told them to finish up their drinks quickly and leave.
Looking in the darken parking lot, Stephanie looked for her friends almost with panic. She was worried because she did not see her friends for hours at the club. In glimpses, she remembered seeing the other two girls, Ginger and Angela, dancing with guys on the dance floor in the dark.
Sean walked next to Stephanie and put his hand around her waist. "What's up, baby?"
"I cannot find my friends. I drove them here, so I just need to know that they are okay." She continued to scan the parking lot hoping to see them. Sean also scanned the parking lot hoping that her friends found another ride home.
"Stephie, wasn't one dress in a school girl outfit?" Sean pointed his finger to the distance.
"Yes, where do you see her?" Her eyes darted in the direction which Sean's finger guided. "I don't see her?"
"By the Ford Explorer, she is with a fireman or something?"
"Okay, I see her." Stephanie pulled out her cell phone from her little red purse and called Angela. "Angela?"
Angela's cell phone sang. "Stephanie? Where are you?"
"I am by the entrance." Stephanie saw Angela turn around. Then the fireman turned around to see what his doggie girl was looking at. Stephanie put her arm in the air and waved it. Angela smiled and waved back in response. "Are you going to be, okay, Annie?"
"Yeah, I have a ride. I'll be fine. Your superman looks pretty cute." Angela giggled over the phone.
"Totally." Stephanie winked at Sean. Sean smiled not knowing what was being said across the line, but thought it had to be good for him. The two girls chatted only a little bit longer. Then, Stephanie pressed the red hang up button on her phone, and put it back into her little purse.
"She going to be okay?" Sean asked while to two watched Angela and the fireman turn around and continued to walk to his car.
"I think so." Angela and the fireman entered his car and drove away.
"I don't see Ginger." Most of the crowd had already mostly dissipated.
"Why don't you call her? Maybe she found another ride home, like your friend with the fireman."
Stephanie pulled her phone out again and called Ginger. She waited the ring tone.
