..."So she heard us last night," I said, my face suddenly flushed. "What did she say?"
Jessica was all shy smiles. "Nothing, she just had a huge grin on her face and was like 'Sounds like you had a good time last night.'" She then told me that Ashley had asked and she confirmed that we had sex the night before. I didn't really know how to respond to that. I wasn't embarrassed, but I wasn't about to go around beating my chest about it either. So, I decided just to go about my day and if Ashley asked, she asked.
Ashley, despite getting shit-faced the night before, seemed to be recovering quickly; the power of being nineteen. We all went out and got some breakfast sandwiches and the color seemed to return to the girls faces. I really didn't know what their plan was since I had completely forgotten that Jessica was showing up.
"So what are you guys doing today?" I inquired.
"Don't know. We were going to hit up Newbury St. and get some things. Ashley is working on getting us into some club tonight. Is it cool if we stay here tonight?"
"Yes. Yes, two hot 19-year-old girls, you can stay here," is what my brain said. "Yeah, cool" is what I actually said while some fantastical situations were causing my eyes to dilate. Sure, low probability, but oh the possibilities.
"...and you're coming with us!" Jessica finished. I don't know whether it was the more intimate connection we now had or pity for a guy who got dumped, but Jessica was determined to make me feel better. The girls cleaned up and got changed and headed out to go shopping. They asked if I wanted to come, but I said I would take a rain check. Burberry and hipster t-shirts weren't really my thing. While they were out Jessica texted me.
We're all set for tonight, Club Rana
-OK, have to dig out my club gear
do it haha
I honestly hadn't been to a club in 7 or 8 years. It wasn't the vibe I was drawn to and really how did someone in their early twenties afford bottle service. The girls came back late in the afternoon and both fell asleep on the air mattress. After their power nap, they got up and started what would be hours - plural - of prepping for the night out. Showers, hair, makeup, outfit, it all was quite the scene. It was all worth it. I thought the girls looked hot last night, but Jessica and Ashley were about to set my apartment ablaze. Apparently, bras aren't a thing anymore. The plunging necklines of the too tight club dresses and the curled hair, dark makeup and red lipstick made me suddenly feel like I had he flu. Wow, just wow.
I jumped in the shower, threw on some boots and dark clothes and called up an Uber. We got out and felt like I had the look every guy there was aspiring to; two hotties who walked me right past the line into the place. The hostess greeted us and brought us over to a table that already had bottle service waiting. What the fu-? I couldn't process this. My mood had really turned around in 48 hours. I had no idea how two underage girls had such a hookup at a place like this.
"How is this-, who got this-, is...this...ours?"
Jessica laughed at me and Ashley just had a look of disdain.
"The guy who owns this place - THE creepiest dude in the world - Ashley, uh, knows his son."