Scared shitless

I pulled up and parked walked in and was part of a small collection headed in that was late and the bouncer and his compadre dancer were deciding whether to charge us to get in and whether minimums would still apply. This took awhile as those in front were challenging the lateness and the fee structure. I watched for about 1o minutes and did not see any hot dancers who would have made me not want to miss the place.

One very thick and buxomous blonde ebony dancing did know how to present her moneymakers to those surrounding the stage. I would have been the sole white dude in the place and I did since some evil eyes, not all just enough. I chatted just a little with the dancer doubling as an entry attraction, heard the sales pitch and bailed. 3 or 4 tough guys hangin just outside the door said there was a gunshot. I walked to my car which is conspicuously nice and gangsta looking and all of a sudden there is a young AA male running with a Glock towards the front door or street.

My life flashed and I thought how in the hell did I get into this? I made like an old Charlie Daniels song and vacated that parking lot and was not polite to the car pulling in. No harm no foul, but is was not cool and I have been lots of bad placed. Some where I did not even speak the language, this was however the topper for real danger. I heard no shots and from where he came running it could have been the back of the club. DONT KNOW and dont want to dig. The dancers were not beautiful but they were hot and on stage sweaty, so they could be fun.