Chapter TwoThe nightclub is packed full of bodies, there’s skin everywhere in all colours and different grades of exposure. Music blares from the speakers, the bar is buzzing with activity and I feel like a model strutting down a catwalk with Sally by my side. There’s a pulsating, almost collective heartbeat in the place. Like everyone’s there for one thing, and we’re all willing to do our best to get it.
We’re all trying to score. To get lucky before the New Year.
For today’s mission, I’ve opted for something a little less conservative than the office party. A multi-coloured bodycon dress and matching platform heels. No tights. Nobody needs tights with a dress like this. I’m in two minds about whether I should’ve left my underwear at home too.
Sally’s gorgeous as ever, swishing her blo
