Nate's warnings ate at me for the next couple of days. I couldn't help but heed his caution, and in the end, my brain told me he was right; however, my heart wanted to chase Sera with fervor. Ignoring my rational mind, I followed my bleeding heart.
It took a lot of phone calls to find a club even open to a discussion, and even more to find one that I felt comfortable considering. The owner of a spot in Charlotte was amazingly receptive when I spoke to him and personally invited me to come the following Friday night. He'd been open about his journey into the lifestyle and said he'd wished he had another man to coach and advise him early on.
The guy encouraged all new members to pair up with someone having more knowledge and experience, if for no other reason than to have a friendly ear
