Chapter 2
A Night Out With Chris
I arrived at the Bongo Club just after eight. Chris was waiting at the bar with a drink for me. He wasn’t usually earlier than me.
“Hey gorgeous! A glass of white for the lovely lady in red?” He asked.
“Why thank you Christopher, what a gentleman you are.”
I was wearing tight jeans and a red fitted top which showed off just enough cleavage. Enough to show off what I had but not so much that it looked slutty. My hair was down with a side fringe, which it often was. Chris was in jeans and a T-shirt by Segual, looking pretty good. He could charm the ladies, although our tight friendship could sometimes scare potential partners off.
“So what band are we seeing?” I asked.
“It's a band called 'Shrinking Violet', they're pretty