Annabel
Chris drops us off in front of an upscale clubbing establishment. The building is tall and the highest floor reads 'Patty Rockx' in pulsing silver and red letters. David and I stand in front of the deceptively quiet building.
"The last time I came to San Diego was with my friend, Julian." I tell him. "If anyone knows all the hotspots it's definitely him. He introduced me to this place. Come, you'll see." I stride forward, David beside me.
The building has eleven floors, the ground floor being the most basic and typical of a usual club. As you climb higher though, each floor is an upgrade of the lower. An upgrade on intensity, indulgence, depravity and s*x. Julian and I had taken a lift to the fifth floor about two years ago. On the stage, there had been a massive org
