Disco Scene - A working night to never forget
I arrived in Los Martires' strip around 11pm and the atmosphere didn't disappoint. Groups of people drinking alcohol gathered near by the car park.
A middle aged skinny man with aviator glasses on wearing a red bandana a la Rambo controlled the speakers volume from his customized bread van, which its blasting sound set the tone for the hungry crowd.
I got in and people were already waiting in line, chanting the invited Dj's name. From a photographer's perspective, I decided to take my best single and group photos in the early hours, before soberness faded away.
I knew as the night unfolded, people's party animal mood would take over the venue. The VIP tables, on a first come first served bases, rapidly sold out. As briefed in previous times, I gave special attention to women.
Overall the acceptance on both floors was magnifique. The warm up DJ rose the standard to a level that people were having the time of their lives, at Bling 7.
I got in and people were already waiting in line, chanting the invited Dj's name. From a photographer's perspective, I decided to take my best single and group photos in the early hours, before soberness faded away.
I knew as the night unfolded, people's party animal mood would take over the venue. The VIP tables, on a first come first served bases, rapidly sold out. As briefed in previous times, I gave special attention to women.
Overall the acceptance on both floors was magnifique. The warm up DJ rose the standard to a level that people were having the time of their lives, at Bling 7.
Anything was valid to have fun and shamefulness was the least idiosyncrasy people bothered about, nor the owners.
I saw Neemias, once again in the VIP area. I chatted a few words with him which he seemed undisposed to much interaction. Walking around and verbally engaging with people, helped me brush off the introvert Diego within me. Thus, to emphasize it I went to the bar and ordered a whisky coke. Everyone was pilling up at the table, and I was no different until the barmaid saw me holding the camera. After two of those, I moved through the crowd across the center and the energy was chaotic.
An hour or so later, my brain started to play games with me, exacerbated through testosterone manifestations. I weirdly started to focus on women's cleavages and certain body parts more intensively. In and out of composure, I remembered to deliberaly rub my front parts when getting past females. From the corner of my eye, I saw someone waving in my direction.
I slowly moved my head and there was Hope and her friend. Hope fell in my arms to greet me with an intense smile. That tiny dress of hers could not have appeared in my least desirable behavior. Her perfume felt like a bullet through my nose down to my trousers. She acted ecstatically, with excitement glowing out of her skin and before i knew, our tongues tangled like succulent spaghetti. Her warmth escalated my bloodflow.
I saw Neemias, once again in the VIP area. I chatted a few words with him which he seemed undisposed to much interaction. Walking around and verbally engaging with people, helped me brush off the introvert Diego within me. Thus, to emphasize it I went to the bar and ordered a whisky coke. Everyone was pilling up at the table, and I was no different until the barmaid saw me holding the camera. After two of those, I moved through the crowd across the center and the energy was chaotic.
An hour or so later, my brain started to play games with me, exacerbated through testosterone manifestations. I weirdly started to focus on women's cleavages and certain body parts more intensively. In and out of composure, I remembered to deliberaly rub my front parts when getting past females. From the corner of my eye, I saw someone waving in my direction.
I slowly moved my head and there was Hope and her friend. Hope fell in my arms to greet me with an intense smile. That tiny dress of hers could not have appeared in my least desirable behavior. Her perfume felt like a bullet through my nose down to my trousers. She acted ecstatically, with excitement glowing out of her skin and before i knew, our tongues tangled like succulent spaghetti. Her warmth escalated my bloodflow.
On the one hand, I felt awkward doing it, due to the woman I had left at home. On the other hand, I was grabbing the person's body that i had previously masturbated looking at photos from. It was awesome.
We danced for a few songs and she grabbed me by what she was morally advised to, but not what she desired, and we walked up near the WC. I hadn't felt that horny in weeks.
To my misfortune, the WC were huge and we sneaked in the women bathroom. I grabbed her thigh and licked her neck all the way up to her earing. Roaring my desire in her earlobe I felt her pointy nails going underneath my voluptuous underwear. I then fiercely pressed her shoulders down which she offered no resistance. Listening her moans, I unzipped myself and closed my eyes holding my back against the door, whilst she granted me a ticket to the moon. Palming her jaw with one hand and her ponytail with the other, moving my hips uncontrollably until I reached the pinnacle. No stains left. Those minutes felt teribly pleasureful.
To my misfortune, the WC were huge and we sneaked in the women bathroom. I grabbed her thigh and licked her neck all the way up to her earing. Roaring my desire in her earlobe I felt her pointy nails going underneath my voluptuous underwear. I then fiercely pressed her shoulders down which she offered no resistance. Listening her moans, I unzipped myself and closed my eyes holding my back against the door, whilst she granted me a ticket to the moon. Palming her jaw with one hand and her ponytail with the other, moving my hips uncontrollably until I reached the pinnacle. No stains left. Those minutes felt teribly pleasureful.
Hope and I eventually came out of the bathroom and still shook, I saw her reaching out for her fragrance. My half opened eyes, rose widely. It looked exactly like the perfume I had seen on Neemia's car. Same color, shape, same everything . I pulled her from behind and whispered how wonderful her fragrance smelled. She nodded " I have listened to that before". I left the WC and carried on working like nothing had happened, still aroused and unclear headed.
The headline performer had already taken over the DJ table and I attempted to get good angles from upstairs but my lens didn't obey me like I wanted to. In my mind, I was performing as well as the DJ, in the sense that, I was a photographer until coming across Hope and her friend in the crowd, after that, it was all an act.
She remained close to me ocasionally, but alcohol and the wave of people back and forth, frequently pushed us apart. I barely made it through the rest of the night. Hence, I faked my sobriety when speaking to Moreto and on a interesting note, he couldn't have chosen a better timing to introduce me to Bling 7's owner, Mr. Mutali. We greeted each other with a kiss, which was rather unexpected.
She remained close to me ocasionally, but alcohol and the wave of people back and forth, frequently pushed us apart. I barely made it through the rest of the night. Hence, I faked my sobriety when speaking to Moreto and on a interesting note, he couldn't have chosen a better timing to introduce me to Bling 7's owner, Mr. Mutali. We greeted each other with a kiss, which was rather unexpected.
Overall, he struck me as a fellow charismatic and rich Italian man. Moreto, questioned me again if I wanted to come back next week which, in front of the boss, I didn't dare to say no.
The majority of guests didn't leave until the music was over. Long past sunrise, I looked for Neemias hoping he could give me another lift but I didn't see him again. As far as Hope ,I had kept her number, and guessed she left before me. I saw her friend covering her face with her hands ,looking down, and being accompanied outside, under Hope's arm.
I arrived home at around 8am and jumped straight into the shower. Feeling the water down my spine increased guilt levels. I quietly lied down next to Maria but my real self, was nowhere to be found. Around noon, I woke up with a massive headache and a no lesser painful hangover.
I arrived home at around 8am and jumped straight into the shower. Feeling the water down my spine increased guilt levels. I quietly lied down next to Maria but my real self, was nowhere to be found. Around noon, I woke up with a massive headache and a no lesser painful hangover.
Maria noticed how unwell I was and aided me to the toilet. Vomiting non stop for 5 minutes thinking how peculiar could one's fate be, being helped by someone I had willingly betrayed. She thus carried me back to bed and I slept.
I woke up and there I was at the kitchen table, eating a ham and cheese toast prepared by Maria, throwing back the night occurrences. Flashes of dishonor and satisfaction.
I distinctly remembered what I had drunk, and there was no credible way for me to have behaved that way, having drunk two whisky cokes. Something might had taken place under my eyes. Moreover, thinking about Hope's perfume bottle, it was then when it all started to kick in.
To be continued..
To be continued..
