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I casually danced my way closer to where my friends were. They had joined in at an area that was heavily packed with people. There was a large group of girls dancing together that looked to all know each other. I assumed my friends were trying to play the numbers and were hoping that more targets meant a greater chance of success. I was going to make sure they wouldn't have to look for long.

I settled in at the edge of the group of young ladies and made myself look like I was with them. Tom and Derek were trying to become a part of the group too, but weren't doing as well. I slid over close to them when I saw an opening. Tom and I soon made eye contact and with a smile I started dancing with him. It was easy to see how excited he was. We bounced and stepped to the song along with the rest of the many dancers surrounding us. I made sure to turn to Derek and include him as well. They both focused on me, and they were definitely enjoying themselves. I might have been the first girl to show that much interest in them all night. If only they knew.

Soon I had Derek in front of me and Tom at my back. Sensing and opportunity, Tom put his hands on my hip and tried to pull my ass into him. I had other plans though. I wanted to tease them and get them worked up, but there would be no touching. It was one way I was going to get back at them. Part of me was also a little afraid of getting turned on like I had earlier. I quickly slapped his hands away and told him no with a shake of my head. He frowned, but got the message. I compensated the two of them with plenty of shakes of my ass and lots of looks at my tits. After a couple songs had passed, I could tell they were getting very worked up. They were also visibly irritated at my refusal to let them get closer. I had been on the floor for a while, so I decided it was time for a break. I broke away from them with a teasing wave and skipped back to the bar. I knew they wouldn't be able to leave things like that.

Only a few moments passed before Tom took a seat by my side. Just as expected. I knew exactly how they both thought. My plan was to tease them mercilessly and get them to think I might be into one or both of them. If I didn't throw myself at them immediately, their next action without a doubt would be to try to buy my time with ****. I was going to milk these two for as many drinks as I could and leave them with blue balls. It was something they constantly complained about happening to them and I knew they would hate it. **** would be sweet. It appeared that Tom had convinced Derek to let him take his shot first.

"Can I buy you a drink?" he asked.

"Oh, thank you! Yes that would be nice," I responded with a smile. I soon had my drink in hand and began sipping it down. I laughed inside when I watched him pay for it.

"I'm Tom by the way."

"Hi Tom, I'm Sam." I didn't feel like I had to give a fake name. There was no chance he would recognize me and Sam was perfectly acceptable for a girl as well as a boy.

"Those were some good moves you had out there Sam. Come here often?"

"I have been here a few times before, but not too much."

We continued to make small talk while I drank. He was really laying the compliments on thick. Even if I didn't know him, I think I would have thought it was a bit much. I didn't discourage him, though. When I reached the bottom of the glass, he was quick to offer me another one. I accepted and let him throw more of his money away. That's what you get for ditching me.

Towards the end of my second drink, I was feeling pretty buzzed. They must have been making them strong tonight. Or did the transformation lower my tolerance? Either way, I knew I was already at my limit. I was bummed. I wasn't going to be able to bleed him dry like I had envisioned. When Tom tried to buy me another drink, I had to decline.

"I think I've had enough. But thank you for the drinks Tom," I said.

"You are welcome. So I was thinking it was about time to get out of here. Want to continue the night over at my place?"

He looked pretty confident that he had this in the bag. It was going to be fun to burst his bubble. I was already picturing him telling me all about it on Monday. It was a shame that I didn't get to mess with Derek more.

"Sorry, I'm not that kind of girl," I said.

His cocky grin turned into a bewildered look of confusion. "Huh? I promise it will be fun."

"Nope. If you want to take a girl home, you should try someone else."

Real fast, he reached out and grabbed my wrist hard. "Oww!" I cried.

"I bought you two drinks. The least you could do is come home with me for a while," he said.

He looked like he was angry. It was scary. I had never seen that look on him before. It dawned on me that I had no idea how much he had drunk that night. He might have been pretty hammered. I tried to pull my hand away, but he just tightened his grip. I was definitely not as strong as I used to be. He began to lead me away.

"Come on, let's go," he said.

I had no idea what to do. Was I going to have to yell for help? I couldn't just let him drag me away. Luckily, we only took two steps before someone stepped in and forcibly ripped his hand off my wrist. Tom turned around and faced the small girl who had stopped him.

"Get the fuck out of here before I call security," she said.

Carrie looked pissed. I hadn't noticed that she was still nearby when I had returned from dancing. She must have seen the whole thing. She had stepped in just when I needed her too. I'm sure Tom wouldn't have done anything too bad to me, he was just drunk. But I still was completely unprepared for the situation I was in.

With a huff, Tom admitted defeat. "Fine. You two dykes enjoy each other." He stalked off to find Derek I assumed. I hoped he would go home before he really got himself into trouble.

"Are you alright?" Carrie asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said. "I owe you one. Thanks for helping me."

"It's OK. But what were you thinking!?"

"Huh?"

"I heard a lot of your conversation with that guy. You were really leading him on."

"Well he wanted to buy me a drink so I thought it would be fine to let him," I explained sheepishly.

"But he clearly thought it was more than that. Don't you remember what I said to you before? A lot of these guys think you owe them if they buy a drink for you. You can't be so careless," she said. She had a lot of fire in her. I could tell that she had been bothered by what happened. She protected me, but I wasn't without a share of the blame in her eyes. She was probably right. I had been trying to push his buttons.

"You're right. The truth is, I know that guy. He was mean to a friend of mine earlier and I was trying to get back at him. I didn't think he would react like that, though. I guess it backfired on me," I confessed.

"Really?" she asked. She looked surprised and some of the tension left her face.

"Yeah. It wasn't very nice of me. I thought it would go differently. I've been learning lately that I don't know people as well as I thought I did."

That was completely true. First Carrie had made me question my assumptions about every woman's motive for coming to the club. Then my attempts to manipulate men went awry because they didn't behave like I expected they would. There was no denying the fact that I was wrong about the way the world worked, at least in regards to relations between the sexes. I needed to take some time to think things over and see where I went wrong tonight.

"Oh, I see." Carrie said. "I guess I can understand that. But still! You were playing with fire!"

"Yeah, I know. Thanks again for helping me. That was super nice of you," I said.

For the first time since she saved me, she smiled. "It's no problem. I'm glad I could help."

After that we sat back down and got to know each other better. She was an English major in the same year as I was. We discussed a few of her favorite books that I also enjoyed a lot. We both made each other laugh a few times and I found that her laugh had a lovely ring to it. It was the best part of the night, but it ended before I was ready for it to. Her red haired best friend showed back up and announced that she was finally ready to go. Before she was herded out of the building by her friend, she gave me her phone number.

"Call me sometime and we will hang out again," she said.

"Oh, great! Yeah, I will definitely contact you sometime," I said. "It was fun meeting you and thanks again for everything."

"Talk to you soon. Bye!"

Carrie gave me a little wave and walked off with her friend. I looked at the piece of paper in my hand that had her number on it and laughed. It figured that on the night that I tried to seduce men, I would end up with a girl's number. It really had been nice meeting her. I was looking forward to seeing her again. It never crossed my mind to wonder why I didn't feel any kind of sexual attraction to a pretty girl like her.

This night had given me a lot to think about. It had honestly been a failure in regards to my original plan. However, I did learn a lot and I made a new friend. I now knew that I needed to rethink a few things. The women in my family may be one way, but that didn't mean that all women were. Maybe that is what the old lady had wanted me to learn. She probably could have just told me that straight up and saved me some time. I only had a little more time as a woman left. I decided to go home and get some sleep. I thought that with some luck, I might be able to sleep all day and wake up as a man again. I gathered myself and prepared to head home. Fate, it seemed, had other plans for me.

As I began to leave, I noticed a group of men who had just arrived. They were taking a seat at one of the corner booths. They were all dressed in expensive suits and looked made up for a long night out on the town. There were four of them, but one was clearly the leader of their little pack. He called a waitress over and ordered a round for everyone. He was a big black man with a cocky grin and someone I immediately recognized. I had seen him earlier that day when he had finished fucking my sister. It was Russell.