by: MisS VictoriA DaviD
I arrived
in the afternoon at Victoria Station and was hugged by my dear
friends who were patiently waiting. We soon set of with excitement
and visited a few touristy places then, our day began!
The sun was no longer shining but the temperature that night was
still quite warm. So we were delighted to stroll around the streets.
That is why, we stayed outside and savoured the Caribbean- like
climate that most of us here have been yearning for in this cold
country. We kept walking and walking, and honestly we really had no
fixed plans where to spend the rest of the night. In the end, we all
enjoyed our roaming and even felt a bit euphoric at the very freedom
we had. It was already nightfall when we finished wandering around
Central London but our energy levels were still up and high, and
certainly we were still very vigorous. As if we were injected with a
dosage of Epinephrine. Just a joke!
Even though we used too much energy, from late afternoon 'till
nightfall, we were very surprised at not feeling exhausted and burnt-
out after all the travels we made. That is why, I suggested
travelling to Tower Hill Station and hunt for the famous WayOut Club.
Honestly speaking, though I suggested the club itself, I didn’t
really know where it was located and only remembered a few landmarks
on the way to its exact location. Which was very helpful, indeed!
We
arrived at the Tower Hill Station and I thought locating The WayOut
Club would be very difficult and I had made a terrible mistake
suggesting it. But it certainly wasn’t! Though the exact location
of the club on the google map was a bit wiggly woggly in reality,
tracking it down was uncomplicated and very easy.
When we were at the Tower Hill Station, I asked myself which way to
go? Instead of trying to remember the way, I just obeyed my instinct.
And that was to follow the well-groomed gents and attractive ladies
who all turned right when we came out of the station. My intuition
was right! Its because on the second right turn, its Crosswall alley
and The WayOut Club façade was flashing with bright lights.
Actually, it was like calling and charming our attention from afar
when we saw the club.
We located the club but I was still feeling reluctant to enter or
even to approach the building. Months before, I had spoken to a
regular customer and was told that The WayOut Club was visited mostly
by spiteful and unpleasant people. And honestly, her perception about
the club was absolutely wrong and a very arrogant opinion.
We walked toward the entrance where we were greeted by a muscular
security guy as well as a friendly and warm woman receptionist. After
paying the entrance fee, a wooden staircase guided us down to the
main venue. But before that, a coupon for my own complimentary choice
of drink was handed over by the receptionist. She said it was
exclusively for women.
We all went downstairs and were greeted by cheerful lights from the
doorway leading to the main venue. The colourful lights were creating
reflections and even seducing our eyes. We entered the room and the
dance floor was located at the centre where it was enlivened by
exquisitely beautiful and sexy women. They looked so hot in their
fancy outfits and high heeled stilettos too.
Soon
I was starting to enjoy the ambiance as well as the people of The
WayOut Club. I suddenly felt regretful for not making our visit
to this alluring night club a planned one. And also for not wearing
more appropriate attire or a body hugging party dress too. All in
all, I really had a good time, especially before the the club became
packed with people. Just sitting on their pod bar stool while
watching people come and go-out of the main dance floor was a
satisfying scene for me.
We ordered our drinks and freshened-up in the toilet for a moment and
after that, we sat to one of the corners...
While waiting for more people to arrive, I saw familiar faces and
even met and chatted in the flesh an adorable facebook friend. Her
named was Abby Tolentino who had come straight to The WayOut Club
after her shift as a nurse in the busy metropolis. It was very
warming to have talked to her and it's true what Miss Laura Loon said
to me about her. She certainly had a great and endearing personality
which I felt when we were chatting, like ordinary friends. Her
endearing attitude showed even more when she introduced me to a few
of her lovely friends.
The place was soon heaving with people and getting more intense and
boisterous. As a matter of fact, most customers were just happily
standing while enjoying a glass of drink in their hand. Actually,
some were scrutinising whose who in the crowd. What I mean is, its a
night club and most people who were there would love to meet a
voluptuous woman or a handsome bloke to know or more. I even saw a
few virile and yummy guys who enticed my finicky attention. But
honestly, I didn’t give an inkling that I found them very
desirable. Its because I was with friends when we went there, so behaving goodly and divine were in me that night.
The sensational and extreme part of our visit to The WayOut Club
wasn’t starting yet. But we decided already to leave the place as
we were getting exhausted. And also, we'd been touring around Central
London since afternoon. So its inevitable for our energy levels to
be quickly diminished!
Before we left the place, I had an opportunity to have a quick chat
with Miss Vicky Lee. She's the woman who manages the entire club and
at that time, was wandering around to make sure that everybody was
very happy and contented with the entire show. Aside from amiable
Miss Vicky Lee, I also noticed that most of the staff were
light-spirited, attentive and polite to the customers present
that night.
It was my first visit to the famous WayOut Club and one of many good
things about it was that. The management don’t restrict what kind of
clothes you will be wearing, as long as you are presentable and
decent. This makes The WayOut Club comfortable and is almost a home
from home for Transgender people and their admirers.
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