| The Dyke ChroniclesTM |
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| The quest continues... Friday night...i get off work at 1230am...oh my lord I'm hyped cuz i don't usually get outta that bitch till 330 am...so i take this as a sign. Time to go see just how crazy Nanny's is... The plan tonite: coy didn't work before..more eye contact, more smiles..maybe strike up a convo if need be... |
| I'm already tired as hell from working my ass off for 16 hours but this is worth getting no sleep tonite...I'm wondering if DJ Storm is spinning so that way i'll at least know one person in the joint..i decide to cab it to the club since i don't feel like walking in these damn boots... Pull up to Nanny's around 1am...dancehall music can be heard out in the street...line of pretty women trying to get in...one chick is with her man, or so it seems...i get to the door "How much?" Bouncer (small chick this time): Ten dollars (damn! i'm thinking) Dyke club drawback number 1: No "Ladies free before" rules...sigh I pay the ten bones thinking this better be fun cuz I'm already tired...the downstairs bar area is packed...and the whole place is full of..GASP! black women!...i can't believe it..I've finally found where all the black lesbians hang out on Friday nights! No see you don't understand...ever since I came to New York, I would go to gay clubs and parties and it was mostly white and Latino chicks..with some pepper sprinkled here and there..and i used to always wonder damn, where do the black women hang out? Not that it really matters cuz women are women to me, but i was just curious. Well now i know where they are. so back to the club...the bar is pretty crowded...there's all types of women here..skinny ones, heavy ones, cute, not-so cute, old and young...i've never seen this many black lesbians in one place before...alot of couples..or friends...which leads me to... Dyke club drawback #2: You can't tell who's with who..women are naturally friendly and affectionate with each other so if two women are together i can't tell if they're friends or lovers..so i check for odd number groups..1, 3, 5 people hanging out..that way I know there's at least 1 person unattached. |
| So i make my way upstairs cuz i figure that's where people are dancing....i walk up the steps and decide to turn around...i notice about 15 different people checking out my ass..they all quickly avert their eyes as i laugh to myself. Upstairs..bar and 2 level dance floor area...wall to wall women..dancing grinding fondling kissing freaking on the dance floor. Many people are standing around wathcing the goings on...One thing that becomes apparent to me is that in the absence of men in a club, women feel waaaay more free to let it all hang out. No fear of rape maybe? I plop down on the couch to take in the sights...see two chicks about to fight before the bouncer broke it up..much attitude being thrown, eyes rolling everywhere...glance over to the DJ booth and see this thick girl with long hair standing with her back to me...she's quite curvy and very sexy...she turns her head slightly and i see her face....oh SHIT!!!! That's Kelly...I used to work with her in a play! She turns around and i catch her eye...we instantly give each other that damn-girl-i-had-no-idea-you-were-gay look. Which was quickly followed by the and-if-i-had-i'd-be-home-with-you-tonite-instead-of-here look. She comes over and we do the girl squeal and hug...we quickly catch up..she tells me she's a regular here...also i find out she's dating the DJ (fuck!) and that she recently had a fist fight with her girl's ex girl...and that this girl was downstairs now!..oh the drama... so we chat for a bit then i make my way out to the dance floor alone..she goes back to the DJ booth. (2pts for their team) music has switched to deep house now...then slides into hip hop...5 lil kim songs, then 7 biggie songs..then 5 puffy songs..some weird kinda wack DJ haiku...so i see this girl...thugged out, cornrows in her hair, baggy jeans and a sweater (a sweater?!?!)...she was trying to scowl, trying to hide her cute face but she don't know that she looks way more cute than hard. She kinda kept looking at me..i wanted to ask her to dance but i wasn't ready yet...she started to walk past me so i was like aight here's my chance! Me: Hey you wanna dance? Her (big slow smile): Naaaaaaah. *chuckle* Doh! she walked past me then stood behind me. I felt like Appolonia in Purple Rain...except she was still there when i turned around 10 minutes go by...i get more bold me: So when a song comes on that you like, will you dance with me then? her: Naaaaaaaaaah...i ain't really tryin' to dance tonite... Okay, I'm officially shot down. you know why? cuz 10 minutes later she was dancing with somebody else..and all i heard when i walked away was her friend(?) saying "Lemme find out..." and laughter... Dykes: 3 Me: 0 I danced alone for a while..had some watchers but no takers...started to head out around 3am...Kelly stopped me on the way out, took me downstairs (out of DJ harm's way I'm sure) and exchanged numbers with me...hmmm Dykes 3 Me: 1/2 ( cuz she dangerous) |
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