The Night Out Part 1
Laying in my bed you tell me that tonight you want to go for a change and hit a club. Reluctant as you know my stance on nightclubs, and my abundance of 2 left feet i have to swallow and go with the flow. Still you sense my lack of enthusiasm so you retreat to the bathroom to get ready. Channel flicking and waiting for you to prepare you open the bathroom door to be revealing a small black lacey number. Leaning against the door frame you say "well.... what do you think?"Walking to the bed and...