What a night. It was the...

What a night. It was the day after St. Patrick's day and the club was calm. Go figure, all the "Irish" broke the bank the night before buying whiskey. Anyway, there were about three stages, and a lovely young lady began to talk to me. It was a nice exchange but she got up and left to talk to another dancer. The other dancer came over and said, "That other girl thought you liked me better." I did. She was wonderful and I promptly asked her if she would like a private dance. She smiled and said sure. We went to the back and went to the regular area, since no one was there. The dance was out standing.