Another incident that happened this summer was also a big turn on for me. When Sammie was in her mid 20s she had moved to Florida with her cousin. It was the central event in her life and I have to hear the stories about it time and time again and half way pretend like I give a shit. I know, I am a asshole. She always talked about them partying and what a badass her cousin "T" was. Her name is Tina but for some reason they think calling calling people by initials is cool. Anyway I had always pictured T as big, overweight and unattractive like Sammie's other cousins by the descriptions of how tough she was and they did not take any shit from the "colored girls" in the clubs they ran.
The day I met T when she was in town for a wedding this summer, my mouth dropped. She is 5'1" and 100 lbs soaking wet with straight brown hair and very pretty face. Much prettier than Sammie Jo. T was a bundle of energy and her and Sammie began drinking at my HOA pool in the afternoon. T was flat chested and she had no ass but her tiny tan little body was a sight to behold with a huge tribal tramp stamp and other assorted bad tattoos that screamed white trash.
The low brow talk of Florida was driving me crazy but the sight of my girl and her hot ass cousin in bikinis was fun. My gated subdivision is where all the doctors, lawyers, and professionals in the area live. The looks of the older men who did not see this kind of action at my stuck up HOA pool was great. After drinking most of the day the girls said they wanted to go out clubbing and dancing. The shithole we live in does not have any real clubs so they wanted to go to a urban area about 20 miles away to a club.
I was 100% against taking these 2 half drunk "Pennsyltuckys" to a club until I saw them emerge and seeing what they were wearing. T had brought a suitcase packed with club dresses. Sammie wore a silver sequined backless dress that pushed her 32 As up and made them look great. T was wearing a white sheer sleeveless dress that clung to her little body like it was painted on. They both wore strappy high heels that showed off their pretty little feet. They had done each others make up and they seemed to try and best each other on who could make the other look like more of a prostitute. It was driving me crazy as they teased each other about who had more of a "come fuck me" look.
We arrived early at the club as my plan was to get in early and out early before it got packed as I heard it did on Saturday nights. I ordered drinks for the girls and set at the bar while they danced and put on a show for the few early goers to the club. As an hour or so passed by and it was approaching 10 pm the club began getting crowded and the girls got competition on the floor from a group of equally sexy black girls. I could see the black girls giving T and Sammie dirty looks and laughing at their drunken dance moves.
I was keeping an eye on things for my enjoyment but I was not sure what I was going to do if shit went down. Luckily for them, despite all of their talk about not taking shit from "colored girls" in Florida, Sammie Jo and T ignored the taunts and laughter and continued shaking their asses.
I had noticed the girls taking frequent bathroom breaks and on one of the trips to the bathroom I saw probably the hottest of the black chics follow them in. I got nervous and also pissed that if something was happening I was going to miss it. The hot ebony beauty was not in the bathroom more than a couple of minutes and came strutting out with a huge smile on her face. Then came T and Sammie Jo coming straight to me.
The girls who were pretty drunk by now were breathing hard and discombobulated and talking over each other. I told them to settle down and I asked what happened. "That N took my coke" T said. I said "Hey hey, I don't tolerate that shit" Which I don't and certainly not in a club like this. I was not getting beat up because of anyone's ignorance. Also, I had no idea about the coke and I was livid that she had brought that shit in my car. Sammie said I should go get it back and I laughed. She said I should tell the bouncer and I laughed harder. I could not help but ask how she got it from them. T said she surprised them by bursting in the stall and threw her on ground and grabbed it out of her hand. I asked Sammie what she did and this was happening. Turns out when the girl busted in, Sammie became pinned between the stall door and the wall and the black girl simply used her ass to keep the door open and Sammie was squashed between the door and wall. Freeing herself up to deal with Tiny T and take her cocaine.
As I glanced over at the table the black girls were at they were laughing their asses off and I gave them a smile. I think they knew were I landed on this incident. I told Sammie and T it was time to go and they agreed knowing that it was the best decision even in their drunken minds.
Once we were in the car and safely away their alligator mouths started running about how they would have kicked her ass but this or but that. I sarcastically played along saying things like "Yes I bet that girl is sitting back there right now thinking how lucky she is" and "Sammie, if you could have just gotten free of that stall door she would have been in trouble"....My smart ass remarks pretty much ended their fantasy talk and the story of the girl taking her coke was never spoken of again unless I brought it up to tease them.
