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Jul 3, 2008
dinner and a show
Tonight, Dennis and I went to The Country Club. I'd never been before, but heard about it for years.
Happily, or disappointingly, not sure which, it was not quite the Sodom I'd been led to believe it was. Not at all.
I'd heard the stories, and I'm sure they're all true, but it was very nice.
They've put a restaurant up front, and the food is pretty good.
We had dinner with a group of one of Dennis' friend's friends.
During dinner, I was flirted with awkwardly and shamelessly by a strapping young bartender from Hawaii with bad lower teeth and a labret piercing, a pleasant novelty to be flirted with by anyone.
At the head of the table was a very effeminate young man.
He was very excited. Tomorrow will be his first day as an official NOPD officer. He'd just finished the year long training.
"I just love the drama! I love everything, the bullets the guns, the ghetto!" he squealed...too adorable.
I had a nice dinner of duck confit and tasted Dennis' truffled macaroni and cheese, which was really good.
Then everyone went out to the pool and got naked.
Well, except us (Dennis and I) but of course, you knew that already.
Ain't no way you're getting this bluestocking old maid in such a place.
But we did have a looksee. I mean we aren't stupid .
The pool was really beautiful. It was lit from below and glowed softly in the dark. There were a number of very attractive...and a few rather unattractive...naked men lolling about in the dark corners, under the ferns...and one very pretty young woman, whose rosebud breasts all but brushed me in the dark.
All in all, a lovely evening.