Day-uuum

She looked as if she had been poured into it—the dress....it was night and she was the color of twilight, dazzling in that little white scrap of cloth—as nicely cut as it was, struggling to contained twin orbs whose nipples violated its fabric....short, nappy blonde head, cobalt-blue lenses that appeared when she swung the oversize sunglasses to the top of her head....the mouth—the lips—had started a process that meant most of them would be closing their jackets until they got into the club: rich, full, succulent, scarlet invitations to oblivion....

In short, the mythic creature your mamma told you to stay away from....

She spun on the four-inch heel of a white stiletto sandal whose straps snaked their way up to her knee....she tossed her keys to the valet and as he drew near passed him a five with one hand and firmly squeezed his ass-cheek with the other...and in the space of seconds, possibly whispered in his ear—the grin split his face....

For the first time that night, the cab of the Hummer was silent....

***

They fell over themselves trying to get out...he brought up the rear as usual.... Then, the 'bouncer' stopped them in their tracks: 'Sorry gentlemen,' he began—short, the girth four fireplugs, his huge hand squarely in Taylor's chest, the biggest of the crew—'membership only'....

Just as someone among them was about to make the loud and fatal 'Muthafuka' protest, the doorman's eye was caught, he nodded and passed them through....

They caught it too...the flick of her lash was almost imperceptible, but enough to give the crew admission....who the fuck was she?...

***

As they fumbled around trying to find a table—in spite of the assistance of the maitre d'—they lost sight of her....when they did spy her again, she had poured herself into the far corner of the bar just as coolly as you might pour her drink, and there, she and the bartender chatted and traded jokes....

Like a bunch of pre-pubescent schoolgirls his crew broke into a whispered gaggle arguing among themselves about 'approach': who would make it, and who should benefit most from it...