Eddie Moose was a wide muscular guy, typical of bouncers. He was big and bulky, but not fat. He was six feet three inches tall and had wavy brown hair...and a dark brown mustache. Despite being a bouncer Eddie was known for always smiling. The girls entered the club and went straight to the bar. For a local club the place was pretty big. When you entered the bar was on the left and wrapped all around and circled the dance floor. The club was pretty dark except for the dance floor and areas. My friends, Ann's friends, mutual friends, and a couple of girls nobody knew, but they brought three bottles of Jack, so nobody complained. They took off soon enough, with a couple of guys, and left the bottles behind. And there was my celebrated cast iron chili, and nobody ever complained about that. All meat, no beans. As we started around four, everyone was gone by midnight. It was me and Ann, of course, and Romy, her best friend, just the three of us. I switched the music off, found my. "Ryan was keeping it slow, and easy, introducing just a little bit more cock every few strokes, when Ginger mumbled something he didn't quite catch. He leaned forward a little, and asked, "What?"That's when she looked him dead in the eye, and said clear as a bell, "Put it all the way inside me." Yeah?" he said, raising his eyebrows."Yes." she said seductively. "Please." she added, biting her bottom lip.He chuckled, "I knew you wanted this cock." still working the head in, and out, he said, "No. She emerged a six-former again. She came up to me, grabbed her binder and hugged it, and stood in front of me, a foot apart.“Thanks for today, it was, eh, interesting.” she said with a lop-sided grin.“Don’t forget you’re wearing lipstick.” I said as she turned and let herself out.I should have kissed her! Was she waiting for it? Should I have tried? What had she meant with Brenda, ‘Just friends?’ I beat myself up and shouted at myself all evening.The next few days we went to and from school.