I had found it tedious and boring, so I quit school and went to work. He finished and got some sort of worthless degree in underwater basket weaving o... some inane shit. I had at least tried going for business management, but the studying and sitting through class after class just wasn't for me.So I found great irony in the fact that he'd be sitting behind a desk while I slaved away on the shop floor. I was fine with it though. I was always better with my hands than Jay was. He'd always been. I was too worked up to go home and the place was open for lady guests. There were only a few cars in the lot. I parked and went up to the solid wood door. A woman took my cover charge and informed me i had to buy two drinks. It was very dark inside. There were a few ladies sitting off in one corner. I guessed they were together. The stage was empty at the moment. I sat on a bench not too close to the others but at the same end of the room."Ladies and ladies, welcome to the stage the one and. Mene bataya kaichi se kabhi-kabhi katati hoon,fir bah boli kya koi boyfriend hai ,mene has ker mana ker diya,fir bah boli kenchi se baal mat kata karo kadak ho jayenge,mene kaha mere bahoot kum baal hai and mulayam hai (me soch rahi thi kaash aarti meri choot dekhe our use sahlaye,and me uski panty ke under haath dalker maza looo fir me yah soch ker der gayi ki uske paas to jawan pati hai bah aisa kyo karegi.)Fir mene unki waxing compleet ker pucha ki bah under ke baal kaise cleen kerti hai to. The house and barn were lit up with red spotlights, giving them an eerie glow in the crisp autumn night. A bloodied, headless farmer greeted guests slumped over on top of his rusted-out tractor by the front gate. A slight breeze scattered dead leafs around as she pulled into the nearly empty dirt parking lot. Good, it wasn?t going to be crowded like all the other ones; crowds tended to lessen the scare effect. The dirt parking lot was not very easy to walk on in high heels, but she.