Nightclub Bathroom(1)

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Kathy I stood in front of the mirror in my cramped apartment, smoothing down the tight red dress that hugged my curves like a second skin. The fabric clung to my hips and dipped low enough to show off the swell of my breasts, no bra tonight…just the thrill of going commando under it all. My dark hair cascaded in loose waves over my shoulders, and I swiped on a bold red lipstick that made my full lips pop. It had been too long since I'd let loose, and tonight, I craved the pulse of the city, the anonymity of a crowded nightclub where I could forget all the shitty things, going on in my life. Grabbing my clutch, I slipped into my heels and headed out the door, the cool evening air hitting my bare legs as I locked up. The drive to the club took about twenty minutes, weaving through the n

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