06.

OLIVIA'S POV

The closet thing that I had to a nightclub attire was noting.

I stood In front of the mirror wondering if it was a bright idea for me to be there instead of staying at home behind my door reading a harlequin or other anything like that. Of course, I had to agree to myself that living in reality was a lot boring. So I had created a mindset for myself, an illusion to follow and had lived in it .

The decision was easier to make than the first, I was not turning back to home and I am going to enjoy the night to its fullest, but would this clothes fit in . I stared at the clothes resting in front of the mirror drawer again.

I picked it up and placed it on my shoulders to size myself.

"Mother shouldn't catch me dead in this ."I chuckled as I stared at the black dress that barely touched my knees.

It was black and

shimmery, with only two little string of fabrics

connecting them to me, it was paired with a nicer heels that laid near the door.

"Alright let see how good this would look on me ."I said to myself, smiling at my mirror image.

There was a secret about my mirror image, it reflected the inner Olivia, as spooky as it may sound it appeared as though we lived two separate worlds but stayed in the same body.

It was a good thing the inner me was numb as she only spoke to me through her facial expressions.

As I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, I could see my image frowning at the way I had hair still tied in a bun.

"What ?"I asked. "You don't like the dress?"

She shook her head and ran her hands down her hair.

"Oh, that ?"I rolled my eyes.

I opened the second drawer. Looking for a curling iron, Id seen one when bathing after I had arrived and was smelling all sweaty according to Jane, I came across it while looking for a new soap as I was so adamant on not sharing a soap with Jane who must have lend it out to her numerous lovers that had spent the night.

I found a used condom as well and had picked it up gingerly before flushing it down the drain.

What would If mother found out I was not in the house and starts freaking out and calling? Something bitter twisted in my stomach at the thought of that

I glanced at my phone hoping she had not called already and sighing in relieve I pressed the side button till the switch off sign showed up.

It was better that way , I would deal with whatever rage they bring later but it was better than having to pick her call.

I heard a knock on the door. "Are you masturbating in their or what ?"Jane called from the other side of door as I heard other snickering.

I gave her a middle finger, knowing fully well she couldn't see me and checked my self the mirror again after straighten my hair and curling it a bit at the edges.

Though, the thought of masturbating flashed across my mind every now and then . . . the idea of doing it in Jane toilet of all places made my throat tighten with an unexplainable feeling.

I dropped the used curling iron back to the second drawer . And then I freshened my makeup again making it lighter.

This time the other me had a smile on her face.

"You like now don't you ?"I flashed her a smile of my own.

When I came near the back door, I slipping into my heels, and walked through the door. Jane whistled when she saw me as I have a spin .

"I guess someone is getting fucked today ."She joked.

"You are a crazy bitch."I laughed before picking my bag.

"Can we go?"

***

The colored twinkling lights, loud blasting music, the stench of liquors and cigarettes filled the air creating the perfect atmosphere for the eventful night about to come.

Most of the other ladies had high heels and short dresses as myself, unlike them I was self conscious and each step I took came with me trying to pull the dress a bit beyond the back of my ass I felt was in display.

Mark waved us over from where he was sitting, I could see he had the space already reserved for us. He was talking to the waiter when we reached and as he ran his hands down my perfect figure he whistled.

"You look so beautiful in that dress Olive."He called me Olive sometimes.

"Thank you , you don't look bad yourself."I appreciated his remarks with one of mine .

"And you too Jane, beautiful and slutty as ever ."He joked.

Jane stuck out her tongue at him as I looked around at the picturesque of the whole place and tried to paint it in a big wallpaper at the back of my mind .

The many drinks and promises of sex to come hanging so inevitably in the atmosphere, the sound of the Nightlife in a full blasting musical swing , people kissing .more people kissing and then …

The door swinged open, I watched to see who gets in as we were sitting not too far off from the door. I saw two men walking in and when one of them looked up our eyes met as I averted them quickly.

It wasn't really my first time coming to a nightclub before, but I was not frequent with it as well . If there was anything I had learnt in all my time coming it was summed up to two: Never leave your drink unattended to and never look too much to avoid unwanted attention, but ended up in sex or perhaps rape .

I wouldn't have what Mike was drinking so mine came mixed into a girly flavour all contesy of him of course, mine was a blend of vanilla still laced with Vodka and Jane, Jane took the Vodka with straight up.

I shook my head at her actions, knowing fully well I would be the one doing most of the work later on . I would be the one to drag her home and tuck her bed that is of course if she doesn't end up in another man's arm before the end of the evening.

Sex, was all I had been thinking about all evening, I was certain the night would end with masturbating to one of pictures of men models in the magazine, those men with the six abs and ...

Some unease curled in my stomach.

I gulped down my drink quickly before heading to the toilet.

At the toilet I was careful not to sit on the white seat no matter how clean it looked, experience had told me if the numerous infection one could get from just sitting.

I could hear the sounds of moaning from the other toilet and my curiosity got the better of me .

I took off my heels and stepped on the toilet sit to look , not caring if my dress was well ridden over my round ass.

I had thought it was a guy on girl situation but how I was as I stared at the girl busy on another girl .

She had her head deep into the girl crotch and I could see her writhing in pressure. She opened her eyes and saw me looking. I was expecting her to freak out or scream at me for invading her privacy but instead she pulled the other lady head closer to her crotch and smiled at me blowing a kiss.

I got down and allowed them their privacy, as much as it was not my business looking the whole scenerio had gotten me so wet and horny . Jane was right I needed a man and not my fingers or sex toys.

As I walked back to the party, I looked around for Mike and Jane. Mike appeared to be engrossed in a deep conversation with another guy and Jane was doing what she is known best for, flirting.

I walked back to the table and saw the two guys she had been talking with . She had her hands around one while the other looked lost as I was .

"Meet my friend, Olive ."She covered her mouth with one of her hands and Whispered loudly to the men . "She is a bit shy."

"I am right here Jane and you know I can hear you ."I replied rolling my eyes .

"Meet my new friends Oliva."Jane said .

I stretched my hands as I took their hands in a gentle hand shake .

"This is Alexis ."Jane said smiling "And this should be..."

"Nathaniel ."The man spoke cutting her off and taking my hands in his .

They were the two guys I had seen walking into the bar earlier and now thanks to Jane they were at our seats.