The Malibu Shot

I and D had falafel at the Mammou in Washington square park, my old hood dated back in early 90's. Then we walked to Madame X for G's party. After greeting the boys and girls i climded up the den and sat with D. Inside that cozy little den filled up with many diffrent size , shape, color pillows, i was watching friends and strangers walking by as i was watching TV sitcom. The laughing, flirting, pretending...all acts were taken once. D was tired. I decided to leave him alone and climbed off. This place was so jam packed that i waked with my body rubbing against with other clubbers. It felt damm good . Maybe i was just horny. I bumped to L at the counter and we started talking. Behind me there was a handsome man standing and waiting in veint. My eyes caught his. Nothing happened. L introduced me to her girl friend A, the cirle opened up for more nonsense chat. I wanted a shot so we ordered Malibu which L recomended. Yuk!!!!! I like coconut but not as it was in the Malibu. Like and dislike are interchangable inseperable momemt by moment. Not too long after, D wanted to leave. Good bye Madame X.....Y Z.