Stranger in a Nightclub - Part 2
How a stranger in a nightclub turned out to be my first time...
The bus journey home was unbearable, as it always was from Central London. My two friends were both a little irritated because I had spent the night with the guy that they made me talk to; so technically it was their own fault. I promised to take them to a movie to make up for it and they seemed content with the idea. Since it was a weekday, the nightclub had closed at two instead of three-thirty, so it was still pretty e...