Stormee Adalwulf
After an after-dinner quickie and quickly getting ready, Al, Enzo, Ralph, and I headed towards the club. It was packed, as usual. Al looked delicious in his navy jeans and a tight black button-down shirt with rolled sleeves. I wore another dress, this one more fit for the occasion: a mini sequined golden jumpsuit with a deep plunging v-neck.
People looked at him, especially women. They stared at his delicious wide frame and tall height. His short hair, in a messy look, made him look manly and enticing. Guys looked at me, but when Al wrapped his arms around my shoulders and tucked me into his side, he made them back off... while the women glared at me and kept staring at him.
Enzo and Ralph moved around like fish underwater. They made their way to a new section in the
