Mitch gave a resigned sigh. "It does. I just feel so bad for both of you, having to have s*x with men." She made a face, like a three-year-old being forced to eat her cauliflower. "Maybe someday you'll come to your senses."
We headed out to a local club with live music and dancing. After getting our hands stamped as minors we entered and I was a little overwhelmed. I'd been to a few, well, I guess you'd call them country-dances as a kid, but I'd never seen anything like this before. The lights were low, but there was plenty of neon glowing from the ceiling and from people on the dance floor itself.
Luckily it was still relatively early, so we were able to find a table. What really worried me was the possibility of Mitch trying to score booze, as she seemed the type. Sure enough she heade
