(2 months later)

Entering the room was like entering a whole new world. In this world everything was communicated through dance - since you could not hear each other over the intense noise. The DJ was playing a sweaty song that I had never heard.

My best friend Haley mouthed "You two go dance!" at me and then tipped her head at my boyfriend Chad (who was busy checking out some scantily-clad sluts on the dance floor).

I shook my head no and mouthed back "We can't leave you here!"

"What?" She mouthed.

Chad craned his neck to see over my head as I leaned closer to Haley.

"What will YOU do?" I screamed in her ear.

She cocked her head and put her hand around her ear, "Huh?" her lips moved.

I grabbed her by the elbow and Chad by the waist and moved them towards the door, his protests lost in the swirl and rush.

When we reached the somewhat quieter bar, I chose a table for us and sat us down.

"You just broke up with Ryan last week; we can't leave you alone." I said.

Chad draped his arm around my shoulders, as if he had not just been lusting after some skinny hookers a few minutes ago.

"I'll be fine," Haley said, giving me an encouraging smile, "Besides, I plan on finding a new guy tonight."

"Me too," I said I rolled my eyes when Chad watched the waitress's ass jiggle.

Haley laughed.

"Huh? Chad asked, tearing his eyes off Kimberly (as her nametag said).

"Nothing. How about that guy, Hal?" I asked gesturing subtly with my left hand towards a blonde guy wearing a skin tight black shirt and black pants.

Chad leaned in and kissed my ear.

I brushed him off, "We're trying to find a guy for Haley."

"Have anyone in mind yet?"

"Yeah, see the guy sitting at the bar, in black?" I asked.

"Yeah, he's kinda cute," Chad said, "But you know which guy is really hot?"

I laughed, "Please tell me you are kidding."

"Who's really hot?" Haley wanted to know.

"The guy that he's FLIRTING with."

Haley glanced back at me, "You're boyfriend has a point."

I sighed, "Yes, how come all the hot guys are gay?"

Chad gasped in mock pain.

Haley laughed, "Yeah, but I hear ugly guys try harder in bed."

Chad put his head in his hands.

Haley and I grinned at each other.

Chad glanced up and then stared across Haley's shoulder. I followed his gaze.

Making his way across the room was a boy about our age. He had brown hockey hair and a heavily-pierced left ear.

"Don't look now," I told Haley, "But someone's coming over."

"And he's straight," Chad added.

Haley glanced over her shoulder.

"Eek," she said, turning back to the table. Her face was flushed. "He's cute."

I agreed.

Chad growled at me.

"How's my hair?" Haley asked, smoothing it down.

"It's sexy," Chad said, "It turns me on. It's beautiful and I love it."

I growled back at him. He smiled innocently and kissed my forehead.

"But not as sexy as my girlfriend's hair," he murmured sweetly.

"Hey, babe," Straight guy said, seating himself next to Haley.

I was surprised by his temerity, but I could tell Haley was pleased by it.

Chad did this little chin nod thing (that I have caught him working on in the mirror), and then tightened his arm around me.

Straight guy nodded back and then turned his attention back to Haley.

"Guess what?"

I could see Haley melting into his brown eyes, "What?"

He glanced over at me.

"I have her name tattooed on my dick."

Haley choked on the water that she had been flirtatiously sipping.

"Pardon?"

"You heard me," said the cute straight guy who already had Haley's name tattooed on his manhood. Sounded like they were meant to be.

Haley recovered and sipped her water again, "How do I know you're telling the truth?" (she said as she flipped her hair over her shoulder with her free hand.)

Straight Guy With Inked Dick began to answer, but he was cut short by my boyfriend.

"Yeah, right, dude. Her INITIALS wouldn't even fit on your dick."

(This appears to be a ritual between guys who do not know each other - to insult each other's size. Somehow it helps them bond.)

SGWID winked at Chad, and leaned across the table towards him. "You don't believe me?"

Chad scoffed.

SGWID raised his eyebrows, "Well?"

Chad leaned across the table so that he was face to face with SGWID.

"No, I don't believe you."

SGWID smirked and leaned back, placing his arm across the back of the booth, just above Haley's shoulders.

"I bet you twenty dollars that I have her name tattooed on my dick."

I kicked Haley under the table and raised my eyebrows.

Chad sputtered and then said, "Hey, man, I don't want to have to see your dick!"

SGWID said, "Then how are you going to know that I don't have her name on it."

"What are you gonna do, whip it out?"

SGWID reached for his zipper with both hands.

Chad rolled his eyes.

"Besides, I've bet you've always wondered what a dick looks like, haven't you, man?" Straight Guy With Inked Dick said to Chad.

Chad clenched his teeth. Then he pulled out a twenty from his jacket pocket.

"But I get my money back if it's too small for me to read."

SGWID ignored Chad and rose from the table, motioning us to follow him. Leading us down the hall, he opened a side door and slipped out.

Haley and I shrugged and followed him. Chad followed us.

When we stepped out, we saw him leaning against the alley wall, one foot up. The music was still pulsating and vibrating gently outside. Chad grabbed me and tried to get me to grind.

"Quit stalling," SGWID said, pulling his foot off the wall.

Chad kept both arms around me and moved me toward SGWID.

Chad and I stood in front of him on the right, and Haley came to stand on the left, not wanting to miss the show.

Chad held up his twenty, "OK, let's see her name." He gestured at Haley.

He leaned over my shoulder, bit my neck gently, then gazed intently at Guy's crotch, making me wonder if maybe he was bi.

SGWID played with his zipper.

"Quit stalling," Chad mimicked as he hugged me tighter.

I leaned back into him, not quite sure that I wanted to see what I was about to.

Chad placed his hand over my eyes. I didn't protest.

I heard a zipper being unzipped and then pants being pulled down. Then boxers were pulled down.

Then Chad said, "Oh, shit!"

Then Haley laughed.

Then I pushed Chad's hand off my face and looked for myself.

He sure did have a tattoo.

Chad sure did lose.

"HER NAME" was written in bold block letters.

I felt myself laughing but then stopped myself when I glanced at Chad's blushing face.

"Works every time," I heard the guy with her name on his dick say as he slipped a twenty into the pocket of his now pulled-up pants.

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