Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend

Minutes later***

Thompson, Milana, and I arrived at the private Room, the same the room I had a blurred moment at the beginning of this same game they were playing. My memory of the room has been distasteful starting from my first day which ended not so good. My coming here was part of the reason to try and figure out what happened that night. Part of it was the d.i.c.k Thompson has for me. You know, Thompson and I kinda now roll together *winks*

Christy, Nathan, Isobel... in fact most of the people sitting on the couch in their own space are all the DMGIRLS as I recalled Clara mentioned most of them and those I know were just a few. In the middle of the group was someone making the night lively and that person reminded me of someone familiar, someone I've met either once or twice in school or anywhere... The thing there is that we haven't really talked about, making it hard to remember how I knew him.

Every other part of the room was occupied, the strippers were servicing all the customers who needed their service, the other part of the room was that of, where gamblers played gambling games of casinos, Billiards... Play, win, and f.u.c.k and all. I never noticed all this the first time I was here... Guess I was much intrigued in meeting the so-called DMGIRLS in their abode. The room appears much larger than I remembered... No loud music just a soft song while everyone enjoys themselves in a way they wish to and Everyone was just minding their business. But downstairs is hot. Real burning hot.

I guess all the underage all posed as a.d.u.l.ts because what I am seeing isn't that of teenagers. "Hey have a sit" Nathan jumped and hugged me. I moped around the room then fixed at the group whom Thompson and Milana, those I followed all the way here has abandoned me, joining in their silly game of Drink And kiss. Christy was all wrapped up by her lover and they were too busy that she didn't notice me, Betty, on the other hand, 's hello to me was a hateful snare as Porcaro had said "Damn she is so hot". When he was supposed to kiss her since he lost by dropping the glass when I walked in.

'hot'

'F.u.c.k.i.n.g hot'

'Mmmm'. (Gasps)

I looked at the supposed sit that was made for me to sit, it was beside Isobel my new rival. Though I don't know why we suddenly became rivals it doesn't matter now. I smiled at her and she quickly looked away then I knew what her problem was 'Nathan'. Oh f.u.c.k I g.r.o.a.n.e.d.

"I'd rather sit... Oh, Brandy!". I sighed, relieved as I walked from the group to the bar where brandy was busy serving drinks with my eyes still fixed on the 'd.i.c.k of the night'... 'the attention of the night' . "That face has been pricking something in my mind," I said and didn't realize how loud it was.

"Who?" Brandy asked as he followed my eyes."Do you mean Robbins? He's a friend of Alex".

"Alex?". I asked my eyes still in the direction.

"Boss son".

"You mean Porcaro?". I didn't know Porcaro's with his real name. ROBINS? I gaped suddenly having my memory back of this Robbins! The same wimpy dude Clara talked about. Is he wimpy? Because this dude I am seeing here is totally not anything closer to wimpy but a real d.i.c.k. Was it all an act? I pondered as he abruptly drank everything again! Not ever wanting to miss the possessor of the lips beside him. He was already drunk and at the same time still forcing himself to drink.

"Here". Brandy said as he pushed a glass forward to me.

"Thanks". I grinned at him. "Didn't know you have shifts here". With that, I strode off carrying my drink with me to where Thompson was sitting with Milana on him. "Thompson". I said through my teeth.

"F.u.c.k! ". He uttered and excused himself from there and I followed him back to where I was sitting before. "That is the d.i.c.k, I suspect he might be the one who shared your picture to me." He whispers to my ear as if someone was eavesdropping.

"Who?". I asked quietly.

He muttered. "Look for any tattooed dude but don't look too much... He doesn't like it when people stare".

"You mean him?". I gulped. I remembered the man from before! The one Steven and I... Oh, f.u.c.k!.