Evening at the Club When the Lesbians Dance
The pile of clothes on the floor grew larger with every piece Carolina threw on it. She put on another tight dress and eyed herself in the mirror of her extensive walk-in closet. No, she decided, that green, tight-fitting piece of cloth she was wearing still didn’t look slutty enough, and she felt slutty. Damn slutty even. So slutty she might as well go naked right off the bat. The dress ended up on the pile with a peppy toss and she sttod naked as she dug through the clothes rack. The silver...