We had been roommates all through college in New York and went into the same advertising company after graduation. We shared a nice apartment and got along great. She found it absolutely hilarious that I was gay, and often tried to hook me up with as many girls as she could possibly could, though I didn’t generally go for it. I wasn’t a big one night stand person. Instead I was usually just Calliah’s wing woman. She usually used me as a way to attract guy’s attention, dancing as close as possible, even the occasional kiss. I certainly didn’t mind, Calliah was one of the most gorgeous women I’d ever met.

                She grew up in Santorini, Greece and had the dark, olive skin tone and dark brown curly hair that reached down to her waist. Her bright green eyes stood out gorgeously against her tanned skin. She stood at five feet bare foot and was tiny waisted but curvaceous where it counted. She turned heads everywhere we went. Her obsessive diet and workout routine kept her toned and had even carried over into my life, which I was thankful for.

                “Come on; let’s see if we can get some free drinks.” She yelled waggling her eyebrows and making me laugh as she grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor. She instantly pulled me close, wrapping her arms around my neck and fitting one of her legs between mine. We were more grinding than anything and it caught some attention, which she loved. She ignored every attempt by a guy to cut in, as usual. She liked to make them work for it first. “There’s a hot brunette staring at you by the bar, blondie.” She whispered in my ear, making my eyes shoot over. I instantly made eye contact with the girl in question and my jaw almost dropped. She was gorgeous. She whispered something to the huge, muscle bound guy that was standing next to her and he smirked before looking my way and laughing.

                “I’m gonna get a drink, want anything?” I asked, breaking eye contact with the brunette to ask Calliah. She shook her head and as soon as I pulled away an excessively good looking guy took my place. I rolled my eyes and made my way to the bar, purposefully going a few places down from where the brunette was standing with her male friend. I sat down and ordered a Vodka Martini before turning to look at the dancers. I felt a presence at my left but didn’t turn until I heard the sexiest voice I’d ever had the pleasure to listen to speak.