Eeww, that was bad, being stuck in that hose. Real bad. But it's over and now i'm sitting here, Charons head rests on my lap and she's asleep. I gently stroke her hair, feeling privileged to serve her as a cushion. I need to pee but i must not wake her before five. I think about us, how she smiled at me when i asked her why she locked my hand to the belt when i could clean her apartment much better without that. „Think about it“ was all she said. Hmm, dunno. Maybe she wants me to realize that i'm her slave every time i want to use that hand. If that's it, it certainly does the trick.
Just like carrying the trash down to the basement reminded me of who and what i am. Of course i hoped i wouldn't meet anyone, but of course i did. And of course i was embarassed by their stares.

Finally it's five and i wake her. We get ready for a girl's night out as she tells me. Club-hopping. Duh. Meet Zoe, the world's worst club-hopper. And does she really think i'll go anywhere else tonight than her apartment? Heck, if i was asked, we wouldn't have left her apartment in the first place.
We head out and soon arrive at the first club. There's quite a line of people waiting, but two sexy girls seems to be exactly what they're looking for so the bouncer lets us in immediately. Inside, we head for the bar. I'm aware that the guys are staring at my back, or rather, my butt, since it is half exposed in the dress i wear. „They want you, Zoe. Look how horny they stare at you“ says Charon. As if i needed to be reminded.
We don't have a chance to buy drinks, as soon as we hit the bar, the first bloke buys Daiquiris. Then we hit the dancefloor and it's flirting and dancing until Charon decides that we go to another club. I'm not enjoying myself too much, but seeing Charon having fun makes up for a lot.
„The guys here are boring, let's go someplace else.“
The next club is in walking distance. When we walk down the street she has her hand on my butt, kneading it. Then she gets aware of a couple of guys behind us and lifts my dress to caress my naked cheeks.
The guys whistle and holler and i feel myself blushing. „Don't you like it to know that you're making them go wild?“ asks Charon. „Umm, i...“
„You need to learn to be proud of that. And I'll make sure you will.“ She stops and turns around.
„Guys, this lovely young lady is embarassed by your reaction. You need to tell her that she shouldn't be, that in fact she should be proud of her body.“
They all assure me that it's true. That my butt is perfect and so on. Then one says, very polite, but also grinning broadly „I bet your tits are just as lovely. Make us happy and show them to us.“
I stare a second at him. Well, if it makes them happy, it can't be that bad. I slide the straps over my shoulders and show them. „Whoohoo! Thanks ma'am. That was very kind.“
We head on. „Very well done, Zoe. Your body, in fact your whole person are made to please. You know I'm right, you just need to accept that as a fact.“

In the next club, i'm hit on a by guy i immediately like a lot. We're dancing together, flirting. Why not bring Charon a „trophy“? Maybe she'll enjoy having a guy for herself. And if she doesn't she can still order me to take care of him. I pull him over to Charon and see that she's interested too. I wonder how this will end. Maybe – hopefully – in a night full of wild sex!?