Mistress
I was in over my head.
It started like every Saturday night. Shower and shave, clothes, makeup, and hair. The Uber is picking me up at close to midnight. Dropping me off at the club. Walking in, ordering a drink. Scope the place out. Narrow my choices and wait. Tonight it was slim pickings, but it was still early. Finishing my drink, swaying my hips to the beat. I left my hair down tonight, not really wanting to deal with it. It hung down, near...