My Night wasn t Over Yet Gay
The night was a disaster from the very beginning. I should have never gone to that club. Right after we arrived there with my girlfriend, we started arguing. Anne hated the music and smoke, and I hated her attitude. After five short minutes, she walked out on me.You can imagine my mood for the rest of the night. I was just standing at the bar, pissed off and ready to jump in a fight. I soon had the chance.I was sipping my drink when I felt a hand grabbing my butt and a rough whispering voice by...