KEIRA. “Elena, I told you I didn't want to wear this short Skirt!” I yelled, pulling the skirts down but Elena had already crashed into the dance floor without wasting time. A part of me has regrets about following her here but the deed has been done. She forced me to wear a mesh revealing top and a leather short skirt with boots. It was almost the same with her outfit. I didn't want anyone staring at me like a whore. The club was buzzing with energy. The music was loud and the DJ was seamlessly blending different songs to keep the crowd moving. The lights were flashing and changing colors, creating a lively atmosphere.People were in the dance floor, lost in the beat. Most of the ladies were pressing their bodies against guys, rocking and twerking on their members. I heaved a deep sigh, I'm not sure if I was in for such. The loud music was really disturbing my ear, I could have been having a good night rest,I hissed. I walked over to the bar side of the club and sat down. I wou
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