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There I was behind Shane, holding on to him while we drove through the lighted city of New York. It was past ten. I was probably making a mistake but I was already on the way. I had on a long jean shirt that reached my thighs. Underneath I had a tiny jean short. I'd guessed they were the right attire to go clubbing, right? Given that I'd never gone clubbing. I'd worn heels as well.

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We turned into a street with music booming from all sides. I saw a long line of people dressed to party in front of a building. There were guards at the entrance....