The Erotic Diary of Isabelle - Lite

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Chapter 1

Dec. 31, 2019

It’s been almost four months now since I left Birmingham and moved to London. At first, I wasn’t too sure it was the right place, but now I really like it. I’m liking that it’s enormous compared to Birmingham. Over eight million people live here so it’s a massive city with so many beautiful things to see. I’m really liking it and all of the culture. I got a new job working as a server in a high-end fancy restaurant. The pay is good, and the tips are great. I got a lovely one-bedroom apartment not too far from the Blackheath area. It was the perfect size and let all of my current furniture fit in it without having to give any away. The first few months I went around getting myself familiar with the city and finding all the great places to get a coffee or some pizza. My co-workers are nice, but I keep them as just co-workers. I’m not looking to make a big group of friends. If I had it my way, I wouldn’t have any friends, but Scarlett wouldn’t let that happen.

The owner of the restaurant that I work at, he also owns a gay club that I’ve worked at a handful of times when he is short on staff. At first, I wasn’t too sure. I had never been to a gay club before.

I’m not against gay people, but I had never known any. It was an eye-opening experience to say the least. But a good one.

I am glad that I went that first time, and the tips were great. Now I don’t hesitate when my boss asks me to cover a shift over there. I met Scarlett there that first night; she was very different from my last best friend. Or any of my previous friends for that matter. She’s a wild child. She loves to party and do recreational drugs. She is also not one to shy away from sex. I can’t even count how many times I’ve walked in on her and some girl in the ladies’ room at the club. She might seem crazy to most people, the old me would have agreed, but there is something freeing when your whole family refuses to talk to you and you have no friends. There’s no judgements. There’s no one there to tell you what to do and how to behave. For the first time in my life, I have the freedom just to be me. The problem is, I don’t really know who that is.

It’s why tonight I agreed to go out with Scarlett and have some fun. Tonight, I’m wearing a sexy red dress that has a deep V-neck and only goes to my mid-thigh, and I’m wearing red high heels with it. My mother would literally kill me if she saw me in it, and I only bought it after Scarlett convinced me I needed to show off my body more. It was an impulse buy, but tonight I’m glad I did.

Tonight, I’m going to a club and I’m not going to stress about how I look or how I dance.

I’m not going to think about if the guy who is asking me to dance is someone I can take to meet my parents. Tonight is about fun. It’s about being a single, good looking twenty-five-year-old woman just out with her friend to celebrate the New Year. And if I get drunk, then so what? I’m not working tomorrow anyway. And who knows, maybe I’ll actually have something exciting to write about tomorrow.

Noticing the time, I only had thirty minutes to finish up getting ready before Scarlett would be here. I still had to do my hair and makeup, and that was not something I wanted to do with her here. I would end up looking like some doped up clown that had just been released from the circus. Scarlett had a different style than me in that sense. She loved her bold colours and was often changing her hair to have different coloured highlights in it. It looked great on her, but it wouldn’t on me. Putting my diary away, I headed off to my bathroom to finish getting ready.

Thirty minutes later there was a thud at my door, and I knew exactly who it was. Scarlett always had a knock that sounded like someone was chasing her down. It was never just one simple knock, not with this girl.

It was a set of ten fast knocks like you couldn’t hear the first nine. And if you didn’t answer after a few seconds you were getting it all over again, only that time she wouldn’t stop until the door was opened.

It had pissed off Ms Whittley a few times, and at eighty she was not in the mood for much in life. Opening my door, there was Scarlett in all her glory. If I thought my dress was short and revealing, hers left nothing to the imagination. A silver dress covered in glitter that went down to the top of her thigh, just enough to cover any of her important parts down below. The dress was backless, and the front was a silver sheer that only had two small circles of a glitter cluster where her nipples were. I had to admit though, she always looked sexy in anything that she wore. It was really no surprise why all the girls loved her.

“Hey, you ready hot stuff?” Scarlett asked with a flirty smile.

“As I’ll ever be. You sure about this club? I heard it could get pretty wild.” I asked, closing and locking my door.

“It’ll be fine. And wild is the best part. We’re getting you a man tonight honey.” Scarlett put her arm through mine, and we were off to the cab.

“I’m not looking for a date.”

“Fine, we’re getting you some dick tonight,” Scarlett said with a giggle.

“What am I going to do with you?” I asked, with my own smile.

“I can think of a few things, but I don’t think you’re ready to hear them. Look, tonight is about fun. And fun has no rules. So just enjoy yourself and let loose. Who knows, you might actually have some fun tonight.”

“I promised I wouldn’t think tonight and just let myself have some fun. You just make sure to text me if you head off with someone. I don’t want to spend the night trying to find you and make sure some serial killer didn’t get you.” I lectured. It was not the first time that we had gone out and Scarlett left to me wait around and wonder where she was.

“I promise.” Scarlett waved a cab down, and we were off. I had no idea what was going to happen tonight, but one thing I did know. I was excited to see what the night had in store for me.

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