FIFTH PART OF TIGHT THOUGHTS FROM OUR USER SHOWLET
Grace and thoughts of New York
I'll never forget my last trip to the Big Apple. I went there purely to meet with some friends, but what happened that long weekend in New York was one of the greatest times of my life. It was around 9.45 on a summers evening when my group of friends i was visiting in New York suggested going to a bit more of a 'whacky' club night than we would usually do after dinner. Purely as a joke (my friends have no idea of my desire for the shiny stuff!) they suggested a giant 80's party they knew of at a club called The Kingswood lounge. This was a few years back, around 2007, and there was a bit of a disco/electro revival going on in club music....
I couldn't believe my eyes when the webpage was bought up around the dinner table, this big 80's party was called spandex sundays....a little drunk, with friends in the city that never sleeps AND off to a nightclub where the dress code was my favourite kind of stretchy attire. I really was in luck!
Not everyone had to dress in spandex for the Kingswood lounge but it took a few pairs of old 80's style football shorts to be let in. It was well worth the stupid get-up though as within 20 minutes found myself at a bar with pumping house/ disco music, surrounded by both men and women in lycra, it was amazing. I had to try and find myself a lycra maiden inside this place and so set about buying drinks and hitting the dance floor.
"Life is better when your clothes stretch"
After a bit of movement and a few gropes on spandex clad asses i found my eyes set on one girl. She was right there dancing away in her own world, in a tight fitting grey nylon catsuit. Our eyes kept meeting and so i offered her a drink next time she was at the bar.
I proceded to dance away, owning every nook and cranny of that tight, shiny body for what seems like hours. Her name was Grace, and i'm not sure whether i was blinded by the spandex, but i'm pretty sure i fell in love that night! (well spandex love, y'know emotions are cold, ey'...!) After a while my friends left, leaving me on my last night in New York in the only place i wanted to be, with Grace. We stayed together and of course i had the pleasure of seeing all that was under that shimmering grey catsuit.
I couldn't believe what i witnessed that night, along with what happened to me, and so looked up ss's at the Kingswood lounge on the net, the night was amazing...heres some of the info from the webpage...
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