Felicity Ch 61
I was a regular at a small club that was known to be a ‘meat market.’ Women of a certain age, divorced and horny were there often. I was there every Friday night and the occasional work week evenings but mostly on Fridays. I knew who the regulars were and their preferences. I knew who the witches, the desperate, the players, and the losers were. There was a smattering of women that were there just to dance and a smattering of people that did not seem to belong. I was one of those. I was too...