HIS FANTASY ** COMPLETED BOOK 1

ONE NIGHT IN THE CLUB

I am Sheila Blanco, 20 years old. I treat myself as a loveless, hopeless romantic, sometimes weird. Specifically, introverts.

They say, it's more fun with a friend who's crazy and always messes up. And that's, what I have.

Sounds beat: "Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh"

The DJ plays the music popularized by Dj Snake with the title "YAKITAKI."

People cheerrings: (Yeah, yeah)

Her curvy figure moved in perfect sync with the thumping beat of the music, drawing everyone's gaze. The way her waist twisted and turned made it look like she had an incredible flexibility, as if her body was made of jelly.

For tonight, I'll be the most worthless friend on earth if I don't go to the disco in the club with my best friend Anne de la Cruz. Yes! She likes to dance, that is why she was the best cheerleader during our high school days.

Despite the misconception that our enthusiasm for dancing stems from being intoxicated, the truth is that Anne simply has an immense passion for it. As for me, the contrast lies in the nature of our waists. The way her waist moves so smoothly to the beat is a world apart from my own, which tends to be pretty stiff when I try to pull off any slow and careful twerking.

In the world of talents, she truly shines as a cheerleader, while I carve out my niche as a wordsmith, crafting lyrics alongside the talented drummers of a band.

I haven't reached a point of being overly intoxicated, but I can't shake the feeling that something is off. Despite being able to maintain my thoughts coherently, I can sense a gradual spinning sensation creeping into my surroundings.

"Yeah, hip hip," I said.

"Hurry!" Anne says in a loud voice. Anne returned to her seat after getting tired of dancing while holding the wine glass with her right hand.

"Tonight, I will make sure we enjoy it, because for the first time in our lives, we can only taste it now."

"Taste what?" I wanted to clarify, since I don't really know how to dance. And Anne always has a good idea on how to entertain herself and give what she can do. Well, just for the night!

"Of course, we will see something yummy."

"Yummy?" I asked, so I think she wanted to order some delicious side dishes on our table. Dessert? ice cream? Oh no. Is she hungry?

They say it's more fun in the Philippines, but for now, it's more fun with Anne.

"Watch! and learn!" Anne said. What was she thinking about? Is she challenging me now? I was about to say something, but I stopped, when the announcer suddenly came on the stage, near our table.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" His voice easily gets people's attention around, and they cheers. It was like his greetings are the most phenomenal part of the night, like the announcement from the ring before the boxing sports start.

"Sweet ladies and gentlement, how do you feel tonight?!" the announcer added.

"Yeaaahhhh!!" People in the club shouted.

"Are you ready to feel the heat and get sweaty?" The announcer asked the crowd within the club

"Yeeesss!" People yelling.

"Reminders to everyone: If you are married, or else taken by someone, you are not allowed here because the next show is only for the virgin people," the announcer says jokingly. People laughed and yelled, it seemed that they were all excited about the next surprising show.

"Now, if you are not a virgin, you had better go home now, but if you are a virgin, stay here and prepare yourself!" The announcer said, and everyone says. "Wooo..o.o.!"

Young people and adults respond as they are all excited.

"And now my next question is, who here doesn't have a girlfriend or a boyfriend?"

The announcer asked I stood up and waved my right hand; the timing was good, and the man who was speaking on the stage immediately saw me and asked, "Are you single?"

"No, I'm not, but my friend is single tonight!" I said as my excitement seemed to burst. Anne smiled at all, but I know she's not comfortable with that, it was like pushing her to someone.

"And wait, today is her birthday, and I'm hoping she enjoyed the whole night." I added to say

"Thank you, ladies, for coming here; let's sing a song with a happy birthday for her guys!!"

The announcer urged the people around, and all the guests sang Happy Birthday to Anne, including me.

"Nice bestie, my birthday will be this coming month of June, two months before, so don't ever forget that." Anne reminded me.

"I know, just go with the flow," I said.

"Ahh, you really pointed me out; you're not my friend anymore. Because you turn me up on that question," Anne said, her voice slowed in a husky tone. Guess what? A drunk girl did.

"You can do it, Anne. Trust me, I knew it!" I said, then I winked at her.

"So, ma'am, are you really single? Have you ever been touched?" The announcer asked seriously, but Anne knew that it was just for entertainment purposes only.

"Yes!" Her quick reply. She showed her smile as if telling them that she was ready to get f*cking in.

But the truth is, "Ouch!!" it hurts, she kicked my feet below.

"OK, is there anyone here that is single and has never been touched like her?" The announcer wanted to be confirmed with the other customers of the club.

I swear, I laughed out loud with Anne. While the announcer talked to the other guests of the club.

"You really make fun of me, bestie; you have the guts to challenge me now. Later, you will see," Anne said as she put crunchy crackers in her mouth.

And when finally the announcer is done talking to the other guest. He returned to the center of the stage and said, "Now it's time for the next show tonight! Please welcome the Do-Dido boys!"

After the announcer wrapped up his speech, he made a graceful exit from the stage, leaving the audience buzzing with excitement. The lights flickered for a moment, adding a touch of intrigue, before a soft pink hue bathed the stage. Out of nowhere, three striking young men stepped into the spotlight, proudly showcasing their impressive six-pack abs.

Each of them exuded youthfulness, resonating with the audience's age group. Two of the boys possessed a charming and endearing appearance, while the one standing in the center captivated the crowd with his strikingly beautiful features. The trio's presence on stage was nothing short of mesmerizing, leaving the audience in awe of their charisma and physical appeal.

They are wearing boxer shorts, but their "hot dog" is still tattooed on the lower part of their body. Anne and I look at them with widened eyes from head to toe.

"How many inches is that?" I whispered to Anne.

"Four to six inches!" Anne replied.

"If you take half of it, there will only be a few inches remaining in the lip of your mouth. How deep is your throat?" I whispered again.

"Deeper as you cannot imagine," Anne says.

"You are really a bad girl," I told Anne as the music started in a lower version, like a thriller but with a lustful rhyme. The three boys performed a sexy dance on the stage, with more attractive steps. Their body movements are contagious.

"You want to try?" Anne's question returned.

"No." I said. Even if I'm drunk, I won't do something I know I can't do.