Passion At The Club
(Fantasy) Clubs aren't my scene, but maybe they should be.It's late. The smells of sweat and alcohol combine and hang in the air. Lights have been turned on and the crowd slowly moves as one towards the exits. Suddenly, a gust of cool air sweeps through the room. It reaches my face and cools the sweat on my brow. I'm standing in front of a tall, blond man whose face I really haven't seen until now. He smiles as he pulls me closer to him. The music that until just moments ago was...
