A Quiet Night
At the Pussycat Lounge
It’s looking to be a quiet night at the Pussycat Lounge.
I’m half-inclined to turn round and walk out again when I see that none of my favorite girls is dancing tonight. No Amber, No Ani, not even German Christina, who thinks I like her more than I really do.
What stops me is the thought, what else do I do? It’s bitterly cold outside, far too…