The LeZ 'B' Girl

I think I did it again:

This is the story of a friend of mines, a semi fiction of course. In other words the names of the people are changed but everything else is the truth nothing but the truth so help me god.

Tuesday night, it’s cold as hell in London and Lizzie and I decided we had to get out of the house. personally I couldn't give a rats arse, its winter and like I said cold as hell I was quite happy hibernating, but when a little munch kin of a lesbian tells you, that you need to get out of the house, you get out.
Lizzie has that punk boy type of hairstyle. If anyone of you had seen The L word, then think Shane and you see almost exactly what Lizzie looks like. Except her Brest are bigger than Shane’s and she is a bit shorter as well, all in all quite a beautiful girl and of curse a real chick magnet.
it just so happens that for some reason Lizzie attracts only the straight girls, and honestly it’s not like she doesn`t get lucky because she always ends up in bed with them, it’s just that they are straight as hell, yet still she ends up sleeping with them. Confused? Well so am I.
Anyway back to the original story line.
We went out to this bar in Camden market called proud. Very cool place, there was a large sitting area with beaten up sofa lots of old pictures of Blondie on the wall, all very artsy, a stage which was pretty cool and beyond that there was the bar and a few private V I P booths. You have to picture this place a remodelled horse stable, because that’s exactly what it was.
I was pretty happy with the place we had a few drinks and watched a few live bands played, by the way the band pink cigar was really good I went head over heels for them it was a good band, and I will give you a minute to reflect on the sexual connotation of their name, pink cigar.
Following the pink cigars was another group so boring that I could not remember their names for the life of me. It was at that point that things started going crazy. Lizzie got a text message from this girl she met at orientation. She had told me about her, Arenna was the name she was going by. The text said, ‘I am at the bar next to college wanna’ join me?’
See how boring the group on stage was we decided ya sure let’s do this. And we did. It took us like 30m to get there, by then it was snowing outside, Lizzie kept hitting on a girl in the underground that we followed all the way to our destination.
Just a fun night as usual, right? You are so far from it; trust me when I say this it will only get better. But I will leave you with this for now.......TO BE CONTINUED