Chapter #5The Razor Club by: Wassel   "There's no way i'm getting in, i knew this was a bad idea!"
"Just calm down man, i'm telling you we'll get in."
It was Saturday night and you were currently stood outside in the cold in the line for a club called The Razor, which apparently was the coolest nightclub in the whole city, along with your best friend Matt, his older Cousin Angela and her two friends. The reason you were so agitated was due to the fact that both you and Matt were only 17 and the two large burly looking bouncers would soon be looking you up and down to see if you were old enough to get in. It was okay for Matt, he'd always looked older than he actually was, having started shaving when he was only like 12, but you'd always looked young for your age and you just knew you'd get spotted and publicly humiliated infront of the entire crowd.
"Stay close to Angela and you'll be ok", Matt said encouragingly tapping you on the shoulder. That was of course the sole reason you'd gone to the club with his cousin, they were all over 21 and the idea was that sticking close to them would fool the bouncers into thinking you were the same age, and while this plan had sounded good several hours ago back in Matt's bedroom the reality now was somewhat different, you felt like you couldn't possibly stick out anymore if you were standing in only your underpants howling at the moon.
"Okay, here we go", Angela said watching the two people infront move into the club, "just act casual."
You stepped forward towards the bouncers and tried your best to stay out of their line of sight just behind Angela's two friends. "You all together?" one of them asked.
"Yeah, the five of us", Angela said without missing a beat. He looked her up and down for a minute, then the others, his eyes flashing on you for a brief second before returning to Angela.
"Alright, in you go."
You breathed a silent breath of relief as Angela thanked him and they started walking up the stairs, you were almost certain you weren't getting in and it seemed like a miracle that you were. Matt turned and gave you a encouraging thumbs up before following his cousin into the club.
"Wait a minute pal," a deeper voice then said and you felt a hand landing on your shoulder. You looked round and saw the other bouncer staring you square in the eyes unconvinced, "how old are you?"
You gulped uncontrollably and panicked for a moment, looking up at Matt and the others as they continued into the club unaware. "Eh, i'm...21", you finally responded nervously, though you could tell from the look in the bouncer's eye that he wasn't buying it.
"You got any ID?"
"Shit", you thought, ""You're fucked now!"
Having no back up plan and seeing that Matt and the others were completely out of view, you accepted defeat. They'd obviously wandered in oblivious to the fact that you weren't actually still behind them and even if they did notice, Matt had been raving about getting into the club for weeks now, no point you both missing out. "No sorry i don't," you said dropping your head, feeling like a complete tool.
It didn't take long for you to get directed out of the line as you tried to hide your face in embarrassment from the rest of the people there. Somehow you just knew this would happen, it always seemed to for you.
"Ah well fuck it", you said quietly to yourself, "guess i'll go home and play on the XBox."
"You don't want to go in there anyway fella trust me," a low sultry voice like honey suddenly spoke from behind you, "that place is a dump."
You turned your head to see the mystery speaker and were confronted with the most breathtakingly beautiful woman you'd ever seen in your life. She was like something out of a comic or a cartoon come to life, long blond flowing hair cascading down her shoulders and back, sparkling blue eyes, full red pouting lips, soft lightly tanned skin, her body was like an hourglass clothed in a little red strapless dress her gigantic chest proudly spilling out. Your mouth practically dropped as you watched her sashay towards you, her ridiculously high 8 inch black heels clicking on the ground below.
"How about you and me find somewhere nicer huh?", she smiled as she came to a stop mere inches from your face. Your heart started beating overtime as you looked upon this ridiculously attractive woman, she must have been in here late 20's or early 30's and was only slightly taller than you, maybe 5'8" or 5'9". You could smell the overpowering scent of her perfume filling your nostrils, like rose petals or something and tried desperately not to look down at her massive bosom that was just below your face. Was she a prostitute you wondered, what other explanation could there be for such a babe asking to go somewhere with you? Though she certainly didn't look like a prostitute, more like a movie star. Your head was literally spinning, you didn't know what to say, you'd never spoken to such a beautiful woman before and even the girls you had spoken to, you usually made a fool out of yourself.
Sensing that you were obviously dumbstruck, she giggled lightly and put out her hand complete with long red painted fingernails, "My name's Misty, what's yours?"
"I'm uh, i'm Steve", you eventually stutter out after a long pause, taking her delicate hand in yours and shaking it.
"Well Steve, i couldn't help but notice you getting bumped from that club, your friends already went inside?"
"Uh yeah, yeah they did. But it's, it's cool, I didn't really want to go in anyway..."
"Well that is a shame," she said shaking her head slightly, "young handsome guy like you, left out on your own..."
Your heart jumped at the word "handsome", was she coming onto you? Well obviously she was coming onto you, but why? Your head was telling you you should probably get out of there, turn and run but the thing in your pants had other ideas, you were totally mesmerized by this woman, she just oozed sex and for whatever reason seemed interested in you.
"What say the two of us have some fun to make up for it?" she said, leaning in and whispering in your ear, her voice melting through you like butter.
"Okay", you blurted out uncontrollably, now completely under her spell.
"Terrific, my motel room's not far from here," she smiled winking at you, before grabbing your hand and leading you down the street. You took one last look at the The Razor club and whispered a silent thank you to whatever God's were smiling down at you this night.
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