Chapter - 1

Anaheim is the home of Disneyland in California City. It is famous for its convention centres, art museums, and baseball and hockey stadiums. Depending on traffic, each location is around a half-hour drive to the beach.

Anaheim is also well-known for its nightlife. California Girls Anaheim(Adult Entertainment Club) is my personal favourite nightclub I've visited. I've been going there since Andrew, my high school friend who works as a bartender in that same club, recommended it to me.

The DJ played newer tunes, which kept the crowd energised. The waitresses are entertaining and attractive. Drinks are reasonably priced, and there is always a positive feeling when we arrive. People gather here to celebrate, party, and have a good time, and some just come to listen to the music.

I spend nearly all of my weekends here. My favourite is the Fireball with Coke. I ordered my usual beverage while taking a look around the club.

Andrew inquired, "I haven't seen you in a long time. What happened?"

"I've been swamped with work all week." I took a sip and stared at him, saying, "By the way, you got more muscular than before. What's going on here?"

"Yeah. I'm strengthening my abs." "Have a look," he said as he lifted his shirt up to show me his belly.

"You've got a nice waist there," I remarked.

"Wait and see. Soon, I'll have great abs like you."

"Only in your dreams, bud." I continued to drink.

While drinking my favourite drink, I looked around for a girl for the night in the midst of the mayhem. While I was glancing around, a female drew my attention. Her outfit was inappropriate for the club's concept. However, it appeared to be decent.

"I haven't seen you here before, are you new to this place?" I asked as I sat near her.

She raised her glasses up in the air and said, "Yup! All by me."

Despite the fact that that was not the answer to my question. I discovered she came alone, and she appeared upset as well.

"Is there something wrong?" I inquired.

"Keep out of it!" she mumbled.

"I'm listening."

"But I don't mind telling," she continued, looking at me. And got up.

I took her hand in mine, "Have you ever attempted the Fireball shot? Here, it's one of my favourite cocktails. Have something for your shattered heart," I said with a smile.

She sat and nodded.

After she took a sip from the glass with a fireball shot, "Wow! It has a pleasant flavour. Do you recommend it to every girl you meet?"

I cracked a smile.

"You've got a lovely smile there," she said.

"Are you trying to flirt with me?" I inquired.

"Hmph! Just like I am." She continued to drink.

I took a closer look at her, her teary eyes taking a look every time she takes a sip, her nose getting red every time she takes a sniff at the drink she's holding in her hand, her soft pink lips touching the glass to take a sip, made me horny a little.

I moved closer to her and whispered, "You appear to be rather attractive. Do you want to join me on the bed?"

"I didn't come up with that," she pushed me back.

I persisted while tucking her hair on the back.of her ear, "Sex helps you forget things that alcohol cannot fulfil."

"I don't want to be in a relationship again."

I grinned, "And I'm not asking for it either. It's only sex."

"Only sex. Like sex partners?"

I burst out laughing. I believe she reads a lot of comic books.

"No. That is not the case. It's just for a night. Like strangers we meet, strangers we part." I held her hand and said while looking into her teary eyes, "Be my one night stand."

She locked her gaze on mine for a time before saying, "Okay."

We ended up taking a room in a nearby hotel. As I walked into the room after her, I saw her being tense as she was breaking her knuckles again and again. I moved closer to her, closing the gap between us and raised her previously lowered face. I stroked her cheeks with my thumb and gently brushed her lips. She shut her eyes as I brushed her lips with my thumb. I leaned in and kissed her on her moist lips. My heart was pounding with such force that I bit her lips as I kissed her for the first time.

"Are you an animal?" she shoved me away from her while wiping her lips and entered the room.

I embraced her from behind and began kissing her neck as I turned her to face me. Our breaths are no longer normal, I realised as she gazed at me. I could feel her warm breath against my skin.

I kissed her lips again and said, "Part your lips." She did as I said.

Once I gained entry into her mouth, I slipped my tongue inside and out tongues rubbed against each other and tangled in our closed mouth. After a deep kiss, I kissed her neck and started sucking it.

She said, while I was trying to give a bite mark, "Don't leave any traces. Please."

Her words are sensual, and her breaths are hot which made me horny. I lifted her up and dropped her onto the bed. While unbuttoning my shirt, I ascended the bed. She moved back as I was getting closer to her. I moved in closer, undid her shirt while kissing her lips and pinned her down. After removing the shirt, I saw her chest rising up and down as it was struggling to breathe under the bra. My hand crept around her back to unhook her bra, as I continued kissing her lips. Why does her lips so moist making me go crazy?

"Can you be extra gentle... since it's my first time?" she said as I snapped the bra strap.

What exactly did she say?

I put an end to kissing, hooked the strap again and took a step back from her. I inquired, "What exactly do you mean by the first time? You said that you had broken up with your boyfriend."

"Yes. But it doesn't mean we have already done it."

"Are you saying that this is your first time?"

She nodded.

"This is wrong," I exclaimed as I picked up my shirt from the chair beside the bed and put it back on.

"Where are you leaving? Aren't we gonna… ", She mumbled something.

"I don't want to ruin your first time." I cut her off.

"I don't get it," she said. "Was I bad?"

"No." "Virginity is unique. Give it to someone who reciprocates your feelings. Don't squander your time on someone you meet in a strange club."

"How about a drink?"

I stood up to leave, but I don't want her to be alone in an unfamiliar environment. Moreover, she's drunk.

We drank additional wine after ordering a bottle from room service.

In the middle of the drinking, She said, "You spoke extensively about the first time. How was your first experience? Can you tell me?"

"It's been a long time. I don't ..."

"I'm paying attention."

"Will you tell me yours as well?" I asked back at her.

She initially stayed silent, but later agreed.

I said, "We met in high school."

She grew ecstatic "Wow! I enjoy it when stories begin in this manner. It's adorable when it's in high school. Young love. I'm going to call yours 'High school love' What's her name?"

"This is your turn."

"Mine took place in an office rather than yours. I didn't meet him... He was introduced to me. Yes. He is the team leader, and I was assigned to him."

"Love that has matured. Then I'll title yours 'Office romance' then."

We both burst out laughing.

"So, is it like love at first sight?" she inquired.

"Sort of...how about yours? "

"In that case, I'm correct."

We drank heavily and spoke a lot that night.

A bright light fell on my face which woke me up from my slumber sleep. I took a look around the room and found the girl dozing off on the bed. I went to freshen up after drawing the blinds which overlooked the bed.

She was awake when I came out. She appeared to be suffering from a hangover.

The bell rang. It's the room service. The guy gave me the hangover drinks i ordered.

"It helps you get rid of the headache," I said as I placed one of the cups next to her.

She sipped it with a nod.

After I finished with mine, I prepared myself for the office while asking her, "Can I drop you off at your place?"

"It's fine. I can travel by myself." She said in a lower tone.

"Well, this is where we depart, I guess. Even though i didn't have sex last night, i had a good time with you. It's been a long time since I spoke out of mind. Thank you."

I walked out of the room after the closing speech, we don't even know what each other's names are. I couldn't ask her name because I felt it was unnecessary to know the identities of the one-night stands, although I desperately wanted to. After all, the night with her wasn't too horrible.

To be honest, I couldn't stop myself, so I placed a note with my name on it on the night lamp.

Nick.