2 A.M: Stay, They've Got Uppers

Krystal stands up and starts to dance to the music, pulling you to your feet to dance with her.

Actually, you're not much of a dancer and only do the bare minimum. Krystal though, it's like she's just waking up. Suddenly, she isn't dancing for money, she's dancing for fun.

A really hyped up trap rap song comes on and she loses it. You don't really like attention like that, but watching her work is exciting and you can't deny that.

At one point she does a hand stand, her feet on the wall, her hair a curtain around her face as she pops her ass.

Oh shit. You have to throw some money on it.

She pulls her feet off the wall. Pure pussy popping from a handstand. More money. Fuck it, more.

Angel, your Sicilian ex slides over, dancing on you a bit. You can't tell if it's you, the party, or the money, but you give no fucks.

When Krystal comes right side up, there's an automatic shift in the dynamic. You don't think they're aware of how they know you, or if they have their own history, but all three of you can feel it.

Suddenly they're both dancing on you, and when they collide, on each other. Krystal's body is a little better, but it's really close. Ebony and Ivory at it's finest start kissing each other, and then you.

"Happy birthday, Leo." You don't even know who whispered it. Your eyes are closed and there are lips on your neck.

Another ass is pressed against your crotch and experiencing a seizure of something. It's going bananas.

At this point, last call has come and gone, the lights are coming on, but no one is leaving. Everyone is busy watching these girls do everything BUT fuck you, right now.

Drew is cheering you on, as a song you wrote about Big Booty Bitches plays as a close out song. How apt.

You notice Monica give Drew a kiss on the cheek and leave a piece of paper in his hand before walking off with Krissy.

The manager himself finally comes and breaks everything up.

"Alright, alright birthday boy. It's nearly 2:30, we closed half an hour ago."

You smile drunkenly at your host. In a moment of clarity, you realize you could take one of them home, but do you have to choose?