“You never know then, I might dance with you. Not enough time now.”
“I'll hold you to that.” Linda laughed, and swayed a little on the spot,her hips moving in a very provocative fashion. “What do you think hon, am I any good?”
“Well, looking at you like that, we'll definitely have to dance.”
Once finished with, Linda took their coffee cups through to the kitchen and washed them. Then returned to the lounge where they both put the finishing touches to their make up, and watched for the taxi.
They didn't have too long to wait, and were soon travelling off to the 'Purple Veil', Linda's favourite Friday night haunt.
The Purple Veil was more of a night club, than a bar. A period property with vine leaves over a wooden lintel, it was totally different on the inside than it's outside. After entering through a dark, oak stained door, there were met with a veil of purple velvet curtains, lined with gold brocade that opened onto a corridor that led to the main bar and dance floor.
Mood lighting danced over the crowded room; the drinkers that congregated in purple velvet booths, and flickered over the dancers. A neon bar at the end stocked every kind of drink imaginable, and purple seated bar stools lined it.
It was to the bar that Linda led Judy first. “What's your pleasure, “ she asked. “Wine? Cocktail? Just name it. This is my treat.”
“You really are spoiling me Linda. I'd love a Martini."
“Sweetie, I am enjoying having someone to spoil. Anyway I have a tab running here; they know I'm good for it, so don't worry."
Judy gave her friend a hug. "Well I insist on making it up to you in another way then."