Oh my, oh my, oh my.... 
I had the best night on Friday night. I was in RubyRouge heaven
It was a girls night only in the Penthouse of club Egg which I had discovered whilst perusing gingerbeer.co.uk, the bi and gay whats on in London website.
OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Never before have I been witness to so much splendour, so much beauty, so many heavenly boobies, in all my life!
Imagine a club full of gorgeous women, all dressed to kill.... I'm talking corsets, nipple tassels, stockings, ruffled panties, top hats, sailor hats, killer heels, nurse outfits etc etc. There were performances through out the night... pole dancing (they were gorgeous, flawless, but looked like they were straight out of Spearmint Rhinos... you know the type), belly dancing, burlesque (my favourite was a girl dressed in 1950's style polka dot bikini and one of those rubber flower bathing caps who at one point pulled a little wind-up gold fish out of her pussy)...
It was so interesting being in a club only full of women and no men... the atmosphere was very different. Usually in a normal club you can sense the sexual tension and testosterone in the air and I think a lot of women (like myself) feel a little restricted and self-conscious because you don't want to be too provocative and attract too much unwelcome attention. But when its only women, everyone tends to be a lot more uninhibited. There was spontaneous pole-dancing, gorgeous girls snogging gorgeous girls, much bootie-shaking and gyrating, and a super friendly atmosphere.
It was also very interesting the different types of women in there. There were lesbian women who obviously lived as men, who looked exactly like men, and who had very feminine partners. There were girls who looked kind of androgenous (who were extrememly hot), then super feminine girls, nearly all of which were jaw-droppingly, eye-gogglingly, nicker-wettingly gorgeous.
Very hard not to walk around and smack bottoms and pinch boobies etc though, I tell you.
Got rather drunk and have rather hazy memories of kissing a beautiful blonde girl from New York (sigh.... had forgotten how fucking wonderful it is to kiss a woman, its been AGES! she was the best kisser, it was unreal how amazing she was) and swapping phone numbers with a 7 foot GIANT transexual, a lorry driver from Canada?!
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If anyone wants a good book to read, I highly recommend 'Papillion' by Henri Charriere. You know how there's some books you read for their style of writing, some for their story, others for their humour etc. This book just tells the most amazing story, it is unbelievable. Am really pissed off I finished it, I wanted it to go on forever.
I had the best night on Friday night. I was in RubyRouge heaven
It was a girls night only in the Penthouse of club Egg which I had discovered whilst perusing gingerbeer.co.uk, the bi and gay whats on in London website.
OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Never before have I been witness to so much splendour, so much beauty, so many heavenly boobies, in all my life!
Imagine a club full of gorgeous women, all dressed to kill.... I'm talking corsets, nipple tassels, stockings, ruffled panties, top hats, sailor hats, killer heels, nurse outfits etc etc. There were performances through out the night... pole dancing (they were gorgeous, flawless, but looked like they were straight out of Spearmint Rhinos... you know the type), belly dancing, burlesque (my favourite was a girl dressed in 1950's style polka dot bikini and one of those rubber flower bathing caps who at one point pulled a little wind-up gold fish out of her pussy)...
It was so interesting being in a club only full of women and no men... the atmosphere was very different. Usually in a normal club you can sense the sexual tension and testosterone in the air and I think a lot of women (like myself) feel a little restricted and self-conscious because you don't want to be too provocative and attract too much unwelcome attention. But when its only women, everyone tends to be a lot more uninhibited. There was spontaneous pole-dancing, gorgeous girls snogging gorgeous girls, much bootie-shaking and gyrating, and a super friendly atmosphere.
It was also very interesting the different types of women in there. There were lesbian women who obviously lived as men, who looked exactly like men, and who had very feminine partners. There were girls who looked kind of androgenous (who were extrememly hot), then super feminine girls, nearly all of which were jaw-droppingly, eye-gogglingly, nicker-wettingly gorgeous.
Very hard not to walk around and smack bottoms and pinch boobies etc though, I tell you.
Got rather drunk and have rather hazy memories of kissing a beautiful blonde girl from New York (sigh.... had forgotten how fucking wonderful it is to kiss a woman, its been AGES! she was the best kisser, it was unreal how amazing she was) and swapping phone numbers with a 7 foot GIANT transexual, a lorry driver from Canada?!
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If anyone wants a good book to read, I highly recommend 'Papillion' by Henri Charriere. You know how there's some books you read for their style of writing, some for their story, others for their humour etc. This book just tells the most amazing story, it is unbelievable. Am really pissed off I finished it, I wanted it to go on forever.