Two friends and a dare....

Two of my best friends decided to visit me around the same time, making me a VERY happy girl. One of my friends, Jane, was my best friend from high school and had matured in a similar way to me---which basically means that she's free-spirited and tough. My other friend visiting was Ava, a really good friend from college. We did the usual Saturday night routine that most twentysomethings do with their friends when they have friends visiting the city--take them out for drinks and dancing.



It was supposed to a be small group of people getting together to meet Jane and Ava, it turned into about 20 people in a small dive bar aka we took over the place. The bar, was one of those bars that newly graduated and not-so-newly graduated young people dream of--a glass of alcohol and a glass of chaser for the low low price of $3. No, of course it's not top shelf alcohol, but when you have a glass of gin and a small bottle of tonic in front of you, you're not thinking, "Ewww this is NOT Bombay. " And even if you are, your friends are probably screaming at you, " IT"S THREE DOLLARS. WHO CARES?!?!" Anyway, we got liquored up at this place and separated from the larger group to go dance and at a seedy dance club two blocks away.



I use the word "seedy'' not because the club itself is dirty or unkempt, but it's mostly the clientele. Anyway, the music is good and we decided to just have fun and dance until the club closed.



There we were standing at the upstairs bar, recounting stories about men when a tall, attractive guy comes over and interrupts our conversation. He says, "Hey, would you spank my friend on the a**, if I bought each of you a drink?" We all looked at him dumbfounded. It was one of those questions where the answer to the question seemed obvious, but somehow the person asking the question did not seem to get it. So, finally we all looked him and said "Yes" very slowly.

This is where we kind of cheated--only my friend Jane actually spanked the friend, Mark, but we all got drinks. Not that either Mark or John really seemed to care---they apparently just wanted to stir up trouble. Jane and Ava left to smoke a cigarette, so I was pretty much stuck with the two guys. And by stuck, I mean, I was drunk and thought that they were entertaining, so I kept hanging out with them.


The club closed and Mark suggested that we go down the street to his place for an after party. Three girls, two guys....yea, this was a GREAT idea. Apparently, I was the only one anti-this idea and soon my opinion got outvoted.

John left our group, because, among other things, he had a girlfriend and was tired. Somehow, I think that the first reason, was probably the reason. Anyway, during the walk to Mark's place, I started to become fond of this little man, but mostly, I REALLY had to pee.

We went to Mark's place, hung out, Jane and Ava randomly made tortelleni in his kitchen and he got my number. Definitely a memorable way to get a number, that's for sure.