I drank beer and watched football in a bar by the beach. This bar was strange looking on the inside. The interior of the bar looked nothing like any bar I'd ever seen. After talking to the bartender, I found out that the bar used to be a bank. I struck up a conversation with a guy that had the thickest Irish accent I've ever heard. His wife looked and sounded like she was from California. The Irish guy told me that he was a minority owner of a soccer team in Ireland. He and his wife were nice. The wife told me where to go that night.
I followed wifey's advice and went to this sushi bar which was walking distance from where I was. The night started for me at this sushi bar. I had pretty much sobered up so when 9:00 came around, I needed more drinks. I went up to the bar and started. I drank a lot too. I got really fucked up, really fast. I was definitely out of place in this upscale sushi bar. For one thing, I probably didn't smell too good. Living out of your car will do that you.
The first girl I met at the sushi bar was a tall sexy skinny blonde. I don't remember her name, but I remember what started our conversation. She was picking up drinks from the bar to take back to her table when our eyes met and she said, "Oh, that's deadmau5! Cool shirt!" She was full of pep. Must have been the Irish coffees she was drinking. After telling her which deadmau5 songs I liked and where I was from and whatever else, she invited me to join her. The only thing I remember about her and her group of friends was the girl who worked as a "specialist" for a suicide hotline company. Interesting. Actually, I remember where they went to school. Some of them were undergrads at UCSB.
At this point in the night, my primary goal was to find a place to stay. It would be a long drunken walk back to my car if I didn't. My only chance was to get with a girl. I followed the girl and her friends to the bar across the street, where they said they were meeting other friends. This was the bar where they left me. I walked to the new bar to get a drink and when I turned around they were gone.
It was a good thing I met Looey quickly because if I hadn't I might have just started walking back to my car. She must of seen what had just happened. I took a big sip of my beer and walked up to her. She watched me and I approached her and said something like, "Can you believe that? Fucking bullshit!". I was right, she saw. I bought her a red bull and vodka. Looey looked sexy too, but in a different way than the other girl. I was much more attracted to Looey. The other girl looked more like a surfer. Looey was wearing tight cutoff jeans and a pretty revealing top. She had really nice tits and legs. I met her friends. More undergrads. Looey and her friends were attending LMU, which I hadn't heard of until that night. Loyola Marymount University is really close to Venice I found out. One guy in Looey's group was studying film there. He seemed interested when I told him a little bit about the idea I had for the short story I'm now writing, (I haven't worked on in it for about three weeks now) but I had no desire to talk to him.
Normally, I would never pay a cover charge to get into a bar, but I did this night. Looey and her friends had decided that this next bar, or perhaps nightclub, would be the last place. I had picked up on the fact that the 3 girls lived together, and the guy was dating one of them. I figured I had a good chance to go home with Looey.
I paid 10 fucking bucks to get into that goddamn bar or club or whatever. Every single person in there was dressed in really expensive clothes. I remember wondering if the people there, all about my age, were the sons and daughters of famous actors. The environment just seemed that way to me. When we were in line to get into the bar, Looey told me what she did. She said she was studying acting at LMU and was taking voice lessons. An aspiring singer and actress. The place was small and had bright green and blue lights flashing around. There was a DJ in the back. It felt exclusive and I would have felt out of place if not for the people I was with. I began thinking that the only reason I was able to get into this bar was because of the people I was with. I tried talking to Looey more but it was hard because it was so loud. We were both really drunk. It was about 1:00 am. The 5 of us got a booth behind the dance floor. Looey and I stayed there to talk. We starting making out pretty quickly. I think she realized that we were unable to hear each other.
Her skin was so soft. I definitely remember that. I had my left arm wrapped around her waist and started to kiss her. Just touching her legs made me horny. I wanted to fuck her right there, in this ridiculous atmosphere. I was so drunk. She didn't seem to care at all where I touched her. After an embrace, she leaned over and arched her back slightly and offered her tits to me. She looked down at them, smiled up at me, and then we kissed again while I slipped my hand under her top and onto her tits. I felt incredible. All of my problems faded from my mind. I wasn't just lost now, but lost in lust.
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