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Erika's Annex Page 383 - An Evening Fraught with Incident
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Moi is sure that you understand - moi
wished to go out for an evening to
spend quietly with moi's friends in
anticipation of the holiday season,
moi thought moi might enjoy perhaps
a little dancing, a little conversation,
mayhap some light-hearted badinage.
All moi wanted was a quiet evening -
but NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
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Step outside The Lodge and it
appeared that all hell was breaking
loose. Observe.
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Moi, having just stepped unwittingly
out of the club and into the center of
a maelstrom
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First came the egg-throwing incident. A passing
truck, presumably fitted out with a complement of
liquored up rednecks, and possibly a gun rack,
sped by, pausing only to project an egg in the
general direction of moi and moi's friends.
Fortunately, it missed. Behold the egg-vidence
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Then the dominatrix showed up, complete with whip
and whipee, to say nothing of weird eyes
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Is it any wonder that
the effect of one too
many apple martinis
began to make itself
known?
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After all that, came the fight. Mix one tall
t-girl with one small man, add a generous
helping of distilled spirits and - HEY
PRESTO - a bitch slap, harsh words
(though somewhat slurred) exchanged, an
altercation, security getting involved - oh
moi could go on, but moi felt it better to
draw a veil of secrecy over the scene.
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After all that excitement,
about all that can be said
is that Lexi got to
demonstrate her acting
chops, as a faux tableaux
was constructed,
involving a security
guard, a pole and Lexi's
belt, to give the
impression that
something AWFUL was
happening, but no, it was
just Lexi overacting.
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