Undercover Bad Girls
My friend Rosy and I in Las Vegas, where we were having a three-week, girls-only trip. We felt like getting dressed up and having some fun. One night, we went to this hot nightclub on the Strip. We entered the club and there were lights flashing all around, music played by the DJ. Rosy and I were getting our groove on the dance floor. Just as us girls were dancing, Rosy noticed a big, strong, fit man entering the club. She showed me to him and I took notice. He wore a black short-sleeved shirt,...