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No Rules, Part 5

Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TraceEkies, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

cautiously. “Well, I'm there, in the ladies room.” “What the hell? That's a nightclub. What are you doing there? You got some fake ID or something?” “Calm down and I'll tell you.” “Okay, okay, I'm calm.” “You don't sound too calm.” “Well, I am. Try me.” “Nick brought me here. He's a senior at State.” “You're not drunk, I hope.” “No, no, nothing like that. I'm just drinking ginger ale.” “Thank god for that. So what's the problem?” “I think I made a mistake with Nick. I thought he was a gentleman, but he's not acting like one. Can you guys come over here?” “Uh sure, I think. Wait while I check with Jarrad.” He pushed the 'mute' button. “Jarrad!” He had to raise his voice to get over the engine noise. “Yo!” responded Jarrad. “So what's happening with Ash?” “She wants us to come over to the Exit Inn, that bar over by State. Some kind of trouble with her date.” “Okay, but how do we get in?” Brad pressed the 'mute' button again. His conversation with Ashley was restored. “How do we get in?” he asked. “You only have to be eighteen to get in. Just can't drink is all.” He turned toward Jarrad without muting the call. “Did you hear that? We only have to be eighteen to get in.” “Eighteen? You shitting me?” “To get in. Still can't drink though.” “Yeah, well, okay then, I guess, even if we can't drink. Tell her the rescue truck is on the way.” “Did you hear him, Ashley? We're coming.” “Yeah I heard him. So how long do you think?” “Uh, thirty, thirty-five minutes I'd guess. You going to ... be okay till we get there?” “Sure, I'll be fine until then. I just wouldn't want it to be a lot longer.” Jarrad had already turned the truck around and was headed toward the Exit Inn. “Tell her to keep the light on for us,” he chirped. “Jarrad says we're on on the way. You stay in the ladies room if you have to.” “No, no, it's not that bad, at least not yet. I'll be sitting in a booth at the back of the dance floor. Make it look like you ran into me accidentally.” “Right.” “Need to get back to the table now. See ya, and thanks.” “No problem, I love you.” He pressed the 'end' button. Now why did I say that? That's exactly what she doesn't want to hear . On the other end, after she heard the click. Ashley said to herself, And I love you too. Just trying not to say it out loud. ***** Ashley had been right. They only needed to be eighteen to get in. Of course the bouncer had made Brad and Jarrad put on 'underage' arm bands, but they did get in. The band was across the dance floor from the entrance. On the wall opposite was the bar, and between it and the dance floor were a couple rows of tables. To their right, as they stood near the entrance, was the main table area, eight or ten rows deep. With it being summer and most students from the University being on break, the tables were largely empty. There was also a single row of circular booths against the wall to their left. “There,” said Brad, “in the second booth from the bar.” “Uh huh. So what are we supposed to do – kick his ...