The Pegasus Summer Tour

It was a normal day today, just sitting at home looking at the computer screen as usual. Then I remembered that Whitey and her friends planned to go to Pegasus today, I figured I will tag alone. I didn’t have high expectations, as the last few times I went was fun but not extraordinarily exciting.

May 1st was a bit strange. We got lost going there; it wasn’t a good sign. Then we met Jinshi’s newly found boyfriend, a horribly mannered boy covered with rings and other junks. Then we went in to the club, didn’t seem like many people came, since most college kids are home.

I thought maybe I will just dance around Whitey and her friends; anything I do with friends is more fun than with family, right. As usual, at midnight, I decided to try my luck and go out hunting, and for the 1st time, I went solo.

Met girl #1, pale, 7/10, dressed sluttish i.e. lots of cleavage, and danced with her for a bit, she was a pretty good dancer, and I was surprised as to how well I did. I then went on to another one, girl #2, 5.5/10, lots of cleavage as well. She is the freaky one; I knew she was freaky the moment I felt her belly button ring, no normal girls ever get that. She did what most girl did, move side to side, up and stuff, spinning, etc.

Then it got weirder, she dragged in a fat guy, and me and that guy sandwiched her. I tried to leave, but she kept her hand on my ass, so it was hard to just disappear. So, to show that I’m the one dancing with her, I drew her closer, and started to move my hands up and down. So, for the second time in Pegasus, I was able to reach 2nd base. However, I decided not to stop there, and went further, down her pants.

Later, this was over, and I thought to myself that was a pretty good run, but I need something fresh. A couple minutes later, I saw that fat guy dancing with girl #2 again. I thought to myself, “what a loser.” Walked passed him, and girl #3 started to grind with me, I responded, and we even talked for a bit. It was hard to talk over the loud stereo, but somehow we managed. She told me her name, which I can’t recall.

At around 1:15AM, we left the club, and on the way back, I told Whitey my story, and first she didn’t believe me, then she began to complain about STDs and how nasty I am for going to 3rd base. I did nothing wrong, and there’s nothing wrong with trying to hook up. Let’s just say with their help, I managed to turn a boring night at home into an amazing night. Did I mention that I didn’t have to initiate dancing with any of the three girls, they came on to me. When I woke up the next morning, it all seemed to be a dream. I was way too successful at the club, even without a wingman. On the other hand, I was sure that I went out because my parents asked me questions. Oh well, it is over, and maybe something else can happen soon. Peace out dumbass.