She was perched on a stool at the end of the bar, absently surveying the lack of talent on the dance floor. It was still early in the evening and apparently not enough alcohol had been consumed to allow the dancers to exhibit any sense of rhythm whatsoever. She hoped some of her friends would show up soon, so they could prove that some of the people in this neighborhood could at least keep a beat.
Jenny loved Friday nights, especially in the summertime. The first night of the weekend always held the promise of potential; this was one of the rare nights that Mistress had given her the night off and she had been sent hunting all on her own.
The purpose was to realise that she could score a man on her own and act normal. Because according mistress apart from having knowledge about satisfyin
