Taken Again
My lover takes me again at the club
I went out drinking with my friends. We were at David’s bar, or his father’s to be more precise. We were basically in the VIP section, but still close enough to the action of the live music playing down below us. Excusing myself to go to the bathroom, I left the group for a moment. Just past the bathrooms, the hall hooked right and got significantly darker. A series of doors seemed to lead to offices or back rooms, but I...