Liam
Iam not thrilled about the fact that I have to go out for a night on the town in New York City. I never enjoy myself when I am here. There are too many people, and everything is so expensive. I’ve gone out with different friends who live in New York City, and it’s always been a challenge to our friendship.
“Come on Liam, pick out something exciting to wear. Dress like tonight is going to be the best party night of your life!” Samantha says.
“I’ll do my best, just let me be. Go help Asher,” I say.
“Liam, you’re getting into the mood. I’m happy,” Samantha says.
“Now you guys go into the dressing rooms and change.”
We do as we are told and go change. When we finish, I can’t believe what Asher is wearing: a pink sequined shirt and some really tight pants. I am just wearing jeans and a t-shirt that says: buy me a beer, the end is near.
“I can’t believe you. This is so not you,” I say.
“I’m sorry to tell you Liam but yours is dullsville compared to me,” Asher says.
“Brother, I wouldn’t want to compare myself to you any day.”
That is the last sane moment we have. Even though it is still early, Samantha finds some action at one of her favorite restaurants. They have a live band and people are dancing.
“This is a good place to start,” Samantha says.
A server comes to lead us to a table. We sit down and Samantha orders a trendy cocktail for us. I have to admit that seeing Samantha so lit up and happy makes me get into a better mood.
The band starts playing a song that Samantha says is her favorite.
“Let’s Dance!” Samantha shouts.
Asher gets up but I stay seated.
“Oh no mister, you’re dancing too!”
I take a big sip of my drink and then follow Asher and Samantha to the dance floor. Samantha is wild on the dance floor. She is so beautiful when she dances. Asher is not bad looking either.
Maybe it is the cocktails that we are having but I start to really get into a party mood. We dance so well together. Not one time did Samantha ask to dance with one of us. Every dance, we dance together.
“Let’s ditch this place,” Samantha says.
I pay the bill and we leave and get into a taxi. Sam sits on my lap, even though there is room in the taxi. She gives me a passionate kiss.
“I haven’t forgotten about you, Asher,” Samantha says and laughs.
Then the three of us start making out in the back of the taxi. It’s wild but I have no shame in front of the taxi driver. Samantha makes everything seem cool and easy. I lose all my inhibitions and give our little session my all.
We get to the next club. There is a long line, but Samantha knows the guy at the door, and we get right in. The place is wild. People are dancing, drinking, and having a good time. The dance music is loud and pulsing. I would usually hate a place like this. But as I follow Samantha to the dance floor, I totally lose whatever attitude I have left about partying.
Samantha is the best dancer I have ever been with. She is beautiful as she moves and glides. She always manages to have her eyes on us. People know Samantha here, but she gives her attention to only Asher and me. She is amazing.
Asher isn’t bad either. He is such a happy soul. I can understand why he picked a sequined shirt. He is loud and fun-loving. He is joking with me, and I can’t help laughing. Samantha and Asher are so happy, I can’t help but be happy myself.
The band takes a break, and we head to the bar.
“You guys have to try this drink. It’s called californication.”
“I’ve heard of it,” says Asher.
“What is it?” I ask.