Their Dream Girl

5 In the Club

Luna

 As we head out the door I hesitate as I catch my reflection in the mirror.

“You look great, stop doubting yourself. Trust me.” Blu says taking the keys from behind the door. She shoos me outside and locks the door. She knows I am three counts from changing my mind. I hate being on display and tonight everything about me screams look at me.

“Good evening ladies,” the uber driver says, his eyes lingering a little too long on my boobs as I get in the back of the car. Instantly I feel uncomfortable, this is why I prefer to be invisible. I don’t know how Blu does it. How does she not feel naked and used, because this guy has lust written all over his face?

 He is openly eye-f*****g me and he isn’t even embarrassed.

I turn to look at her smiling at the stranger in front of us, not bothered in the slightest. I resist the urge to cover myself up and pretend. I look out the window ignoring the fact that he keeps glancing at me in the review mirror.

“How are you today?” Blu says politely, making small talk with the uber driver. He answers shifting his focus to her.

Oh thank God. I couldn’t take his review mirrors stares any longer.

 The ride to the club the party is at is short, as it’s not far from my place. The club is called Velvet. I passed it a couple of times as I make my way into town. And I’ve always wondered how it looks inside. Because from the outside… it is incredible. It is one of those exclusive and expensive clubs that catered for the rich. Velvet is one of the five luxury night clubs owned by Tlou Mogale the other half of the Mogale twins.

 I wonder how Blu got a pass tonight. I mean her family is rich, but the club didn’t just let anybody in. I know because Mindy tried to get some rich man to take her after she heard that Carol was there. And she never made it inside. I mean ever! And not from a lack of trying.

 I make a mental note to ask Blue how she got invited tonight, because if you get a pass to go to a private party here, you are in the big leagues.

Shiiiiittt…. Carol and the girls would freak right now if they knew where I was, especially Carol. She wouldn’t be happy for me.

Nope, because she had to be the only one who enjoyed the good life. Not Mindy, not Yolanda and especially not me.

I push thoughts of them out of my mind this is about having an amazing wild night with Blu. I breathe a sigh of relief as we get out the car in front of the club. I was beginning to feel trapped and the guy licking his lips when he glanced at me did not help one bit.

“How do you do that?” I ask Blu as we walked up to the door and as if on cue a bunch of guys start cat-calling us.

“Do what?” She asks as if there were no guys causing a racket a few feet from us.

“Not be bothered by all of this,” I say waving in the general direction of the men shouting out all sorts of nasty unpleasant things.

 “I choose who I give my attention to, as long as you don’t float my boat. f**k you!” she says screaming the f**k you so that everyone hears. And instantly the street quiets down and then we erupt in laughter.

As we walk into the club I know I can pretend for one night that I can give the middle finger to anyone who thinks to put me down and catcall me just because I’m dressed in a sexy manner.

Fuck it, I am sexy and strong.

In that moment I decide to dig deep and find that confident being I know exists somewhere deep. I am going to enjoy the appreciative glances from random men. I am going to flirt, smile and dance. And I am giving the wall flower routine a night off.

Tonight I am that b***h.

And tomorrow morning I am going back to my old self. Blu smiles at me as if feeling the change in my mood. I square my shoulders and walk tall and instantly I am transported into another world.

 The whole club is bathed in red. In some instance the colour would have been garish and over the top, but in here it is done in an exquisite way that immediately draws a person into a fantasy world of lust, desire and depravity. 

Red velvet draping, fall down from the high ceiling. The floor is of a mesmerizing red marble. Red tables and chairs dot the open spaces that lead to a dancing floor on the other side. Even the glasses people are drinking out of are red. The most intriguing part is the gold cages - women wearing gold lingerie are dancing in gold cages. Some are suspended in the air others on tables and a few in corners of the room. It takes me a minute to digest it all. Blu has this triumphant smile on her face.

“Expanding your horizons,” she repeats, guiltily shrugging her shoulders.

Yeah no s**t, I think to myself as we walk towards a VIP table littered with what I can only describe as gods. This is beyond expanding. Right now it feels like I stepped into another dimension. A dimension where everyone is a sexy and hot.

Maybe I’m just thirsty, I think as I stare at the men sitting in the VIP section. And the sultry red colour is not helping my sudden interest in all things men. I have never seen so many beautiful men in one place. They look like male models or something, all tall, dark and with bodies to die for. As we walk up the small stairs they all turn to look at us at exactly the same time.

“Oh my,” I exclaim as my eyes crawl down their bodies. I should add handsome as f**k to that list.

“I know right,” Blu says next to me. She smiles at me with a wink.

Oh this night is definitely unreal.

“Hi,” Blu squeals in delight as one of the guys stands up to greet her, he has a wide smile as he embraces her. She didn’t tell me her good friend was a male model. Come to think of it she hasn’t said anything about this good friend. I’ve seen billboards of him around town – advertising underwear.

I bite my lip as my eyes involuntarily crawl down his white t-shirt covered torso to his…

Damn, I am definitely thirsty and not for a drink. 

I stand awkwardly behind them. I don’t know what to do or say.

And I start to feel awkward when they all turn to me. I’ve never had so many male eyes on me like this.

Overwhelming…I smile even though my first instinct is to run.

“Aren’t you going to introduce us to your friend?” the male model says, shifting to include me in their circle.

“Yes, of course. This Luna, my very best friend. And Luna this is Vic, I’m sure you’ve seen him around.” She winks at me and I flush, because it feels like she is reading my mind.

“Nice to meet you,” I say.

“The pleasure is all mine. Let me introduce you to everyone.” Vic turns to the rest of the group.

Blu discretely grasps my hand and pulls me to her side as she easily jumps into the party.