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Things had been pretty crazy lately in my life and I needed a break. My finances were in terrible shape, my job was so-so, and my marriage was falling apart. I intended to fix everything and get myself back on my feet and do whatever it took to make things right again. However, before I tended to everything, I felt like I needed a mental break and have a day to enjoy myself. My friends knew about everything that I was going through and suggested taking me out on a Saturday night and treating me to a couple of drinks and having a night out with them. I wasn't really the partying type but decided to take them up on their offer because it was probably what I needed. I told my husband that I would be going out with a couple of my friends on Saturday night and probably wouldn't be home until very late. He told me to go and enjoy myself and stay out all night if I wanted to. I knew he was being sarcastic, but he probably wouldn't mind the night by himself as well. I told my friends that I was good to go and we finalized our plans.

Saturday came and I decided to dress myself up a bit for my night out. I fixed up my hair, put on a bit of makeup, and then went through my wardrobe to find something to wear. I decided on a reasonably tight pair of jeans and a nice dress shirt that showed a little bit of cleavage, but not too much. I finished getting myself ready and then decided to call a cab and was soon on my way to meet up with my friends. We had decided to start the night off at a local bar and have a couple of drinks, before moving on. Like I said, I wasn't much of a partier and I knew that it wouldn't take many drinks to get me feeling ...

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