Now vodka is not something I would usually drink, in fact spirits are not things I would drink when out, they are too expensive and they make me a randy drunk.
So Saturday night after the show had finished my boyfriend (well as of this moment he is still my boyfriend but I don’t think he will be happy to read this post and so ……? But this is my blog, I believe in honesty about my life and my actions, and I only ever tell the truth) and I were sitting in the cocktail bar bit of the venue, chatting and drinking, I was on a vodka and adrenaline high. We spotted a couple of girls sitting down from us, one of them was chatting up the bar man while the other pleaded with some guy on the other end of her mobile, I was feeling empowered (you know watching women dance around in nipple tassels exuding sexual power makes you feel pretty good) so I went over, asked could I sit down, sat down and told her he was an idiot, she was a young beautiful woman and there were fifty guys in the club she could date who’d be better than him…..I know, believe it or not I do this even when sober, it’s like late night social worker stuff!
She was lovely, a social worker, early twenties, country girl living in Dublin, (I will not describe her, or name her) and she was chatting away, she seemed perkier and her friend came back so I started saying my goodbyes, “Have a great night”, I said….and she kissed me! (this is important….she kissed me, not the other way around, that alone is strange enough, I seem to be more the instigator when it comes to lust!) On the lips with tongues (well her tongue…mine was in shock) and I don’t know how long it lasted but I know when she whispered in my ear “you have amazing breasts..”and started to explore the aforementioned breasts, I woke up and remembered my boyfriend was sitting 8 feet away from us!!! I got up and excused myself, went to the bar, ordered a double, downed it before facing my boyfriend, who God love him looked like an anvil had just dropped on his toe……
I was drunk, I was bold, I am sorry, but it was exciting, it was so exciting!
And that’s it, the rest of the story is not for outing as it involves other people I care about, but that bit, the bit I just wrote, I am putting it up, not to hurt my boyfriend or anyone, but just for me, just a reminder that I am still alive and my life can still surprise me in funny ways… So maybe when I am feeling down, feeling a bit old, past it, dried up and discarded, I can remember the night a sexy young wan made a move on me! Superficial….Oh my God yes!