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3am saturday morning found me pole dancing at Caliente. Henessey had never produced such uninhibited behaviour from me. I was on top of the world. swinging, twirling, seuctive. in my lacy black heels and that awesome tube dress. i was the center of attraction, reveled, all those gorgeous men reaching for me.this was my friday night. i'm sure you guys are wondering how i got to that point. i left work on friday at about 8pm. My cousin wanted the chicken topper salad from TFC so i offered to stop by to buy it. At 9.30 i was still on Awolowo road. i was so upset! i was cursing the Lagos State Government for the road and Lagosians for their damned impatience. I stalked out of the car, telling the driver to meet me up front. TFC had no salad.I was very ticked off.There was no light when i got home and my cousins were to lazy to put the generator on. I did not know what to wear. panic attack!i recently snuck away to london for a few days so i had some new stuff. i rummaged through my suitcase hoping that my innate sense of style and coordination would not fail me in my time of dire need. i spotted the lacy black peeptoes that was an impulse buy,it kinda seemed like a good idea. next i pulled out the black and pink bohemian tube dress that looked sorta like a tent and which i hated,and i teamed it up with a pair of grey true religion skinnies, slung a thin red woven leather belt around my waist. I looked okay i thot.SHOOT!! my phone was ringing..erm.."hello..i am so ready" i said to Virgo who was picking me up."Yeah! right" he replied. he said he'd be at mine in 5mins. "Oh shit" and i hadn't even thought of accessories yet. I remembered the cream and gold long beads with matching earring that i had stolen from my best mate when i was in London. Okay....looking good.then i added the multi colored bangles.Damn i looked good. i decided to make up in the car.no way i was going to do that under the blanket of heat that had settled over my house.Virgo was already downstairs. We went to have drinks at this little place on Awolowo road. the owner had recently imported a new Henessy.must be my lucky friday.Now i only drink henessy and i only drink it straight with Ice.no energy drink for me please ...thank you.It was 12.30am by the time we were done. by now dear reader you must know that i was already buzzing...buzz..buzz...buzz
1.00am found me eyeing the barman at number 10. turns out tthe guy knew me from churrasco days when i drank cocktails like they were going out of fashion and flirted with every handsome man at the bar.i had one of my favourites..a zombie..in my hands before i could say "i'll have"
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