'Eagle flew out of the night.'

Oh God these young guys can dance and my ass feels like a pin cushion its been pinched so much, where's Patrice gone now, “No sorry honey, later, okay? I just need to sit down for a minute, oh okay yeah thanks, I don't know what happened to my other drink, look thank you. Cheers!”

Far out this is so cool, I love it, it's what I need, a good way to let off steam.

She sat watching the dancing in front of her, the smiles, the laughter, the sensuousness of it all, it was that that she was enjoying the most, it was just so sexual, forbidden. A world away from everyday life.

Actually I'm missing him, where's my phone, maybe he can join us. No answer, I'll leave a message, no I'll text him. where are u? wan cum dancin? me an patrice at fellows niteclub. hurry.

God how much have I drunk, I don't think I've drunk that much, have I?

“Whatcha doin hun?”

“PATRICE! What have you been up to, where'd ya go?”

“Oh outside, a couple of the guys had some mean weed, do you partake at all?”

“NO, no I'm fine, I'm at home with my drink. I texted my husband, see if he wants to join us.”

“Oh, okay, starting to miss him then?”

“Yeah, I guess, I, well you know what I mean, don't you Patrice.”

“Not for a long time honey, a long time, but yeah I do or did. Just even for a ditz like me if I can tell you one thing thats right, cause there's not a lot else that I say makes sense hee he, don't give it up hun, guard it jealously okay, what you two have got isn't worth losing for a moment.”

God, why did I start down THIS path, now I feel pathetic, oh well you are what you sow, or whatever the story goes, anyway west-room, I mean Rest-room. Woo, dang I feel high, god how much have I drunk.

“GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER, YOU SONS OF BITCHES. SOMEONE HELP, HELP,THESE ASSHOLES ARE TRYING TOO HURT MY FRIEND, HELP.”

Oh god where am I, what the ....where's Patrice, “PATRICE, Where's are you Patrice?”

She could hear yelling, and screaming, people falling to the ground in front of her, and blood! Where did that come from? She thought she heard Patrice crying and men crying, crying? REALLY? And someone complaining that their arm was broken, 'that big son of a bitch broke my arm.'

Oh my head feels horrid, ehhh yuck and that taste in my mouth is, what is that taste?, urghhh. I don't seem to .... where's my dress gone? Where's my other shoe? I, oh there you are I, ...wait my shoe I need my other ...shoe. She was being lifted off the ground she knew cos she cold wiggle her toes on her bare foot, he he wiggle her toes, wiggle was such a funny word, wiggle he ..... oh that's a nice car to sit in, warm comfy .....Oh Patrice, “Whatsa matta Patrice, hun why you cryin' hun, you alwight den ....Patrice you alwight den ....talk to me hun. Oh there be my dress thank you sir, OH ANDREW, Andrew what are you doing here? Did my big honey send you for me, god I miss him I love him the big dummy, I love him Andrew, I love you too Andrew, and you Patrice I love you too now.”

Her head fell into her friends lap, she could make out the car was moving, oh wait, stop the moving, please stop the moving, “Oooohhh my head, Ohhh, brr, oohh I'm gonna be sick. brrrrrr”