Tap That Ass?

It was a Friday night and I was really bored so I decided I'd call my best friend and ask her out to dance. I was all excited about the fun we'd have going out and having a few cocktails, basically just have a wild time as we always do. Unfortunately though; I got turned down. She was spending the night with her new boyfriend. I was a little disappointed but I understood where she was coming from. After all we did go out three nights the weekend before and we already had plans for Saturday night.

Having been rejected by my BFF, I had to come up with another plan. I was determined to have a fabulous night. I was in the mood for dancing and boozing and I was not gona let anything get in the way. I picked up my cell and started scrolling down the contact list trying to find a friend to call. Just as I was to hit dial, the phone started ringing. It was C; a male friend of mine with an addiction to the dance floor just like myself. As it turned out he too was bored and hoping to go out for some boozing and boogying. This was a perfect coincidence.

He suggested we go to Heaven. Not the popular gay bar in London and definitely not the one you have to die to get to. He was referring to a well known night club in Blanchardstown. I was a bit hesitant at first. For one; it is too far and second it's not an establishment with a very good reputation. However my friend gave me a few good reasons to go. He told me that he could get us in for free since he is friends with the manager and they have drink promos - cocktails for 70% off. That's it, sold! After all I'm not one to turn down a good booze bargain.

I got into a cab, made a quick stop at C's place to pick him up and we were on our way to Heaven. I was very excited; I mean if the place is called Heaven then it must be for a reason. Plus tonight had to go well; I was in the right frame of mind - I was in the zone. I couldn't see anything that could possibly ruin this night for me. On the radio was Black Eyed Peas - 'I Got A Feeling' my favourite song at the moment. This was just another sign that the night was gona be a good night.

As I walked into the club I realised that his Heaven unlike the one up above; it is not filled by god abiding people. Instead this was the playground of the sinful and I was loving it. After all it's the naughty ones that are much more fun. A quick trip to the bar and we would be ready to join the party.

After we got our drinks, my friend and I were standing around the bar scanning the environment. Before I could get half way through my cocktail, a group of girls passed and boom - I got tapped, right on the ass to be exact. I didn't know which of the girls did it but i figured if she tapped it , she liked it. Although I was obviously not interested as it's a girl we are talking about here, I decided to take it as a compliment and go on enjoying my drink. Funny thing is, if a boy had done this I would actually get offended but I guess I've always been softer on the girls. Plus I was wearing my freakum jeans so perhaps I brought this upon myself.

About an hour and two cocktails later, I was in a desperate need to take a leak. Going down the stairs; it happened again. I smiled politely and carried on. I was starting to get worried though. Are the girls in Heaven more aggressive than in other straight clubs? Was I looking sluttier than I thought? Where my jeans too tight?

When I got back I figured another drink and some dancing would lighten up my mood and get me more relaxed. A few minutes later C's tank was full and he needed to go to the men's room. There I was left to dance with myself, a situation that only works in the privacy of my own bedroom. Here I just felt subconscious. Anyways, I was still determined to have a good time so I decided keep on dancing the night away.

While I was dancing I felt another person dancing behind me and rubbing on my butt. I turned around and it was yet another woman trying to make a move on me. I smiled politely and told her that I was flattered but I was in a relationship. Her reply was; "It doesn't matter we are all here to have some fun". I thought it was a joke so I laughed it off and continued dancing, but it wasn't. The woman kept on feelin' me up. I was starting to get uncomfortable and being tipsy did not help. Even when I moved to another place the cougar kept on stalking me.

I know I should have told her that I'm gay to begin with but I didn't do so because of previous experiences. Some girls have reacted awkwardly when I informed them of my sexuality. Some even refuse to believe me and get offended. That's why with this one I figured I might as well just use the relationship excuse but it obviously didn't work out.

I was just about to tell her that; I'm queer so get out here but luckily I didn't have to as C was back to save me. I told him about the whole thing and he tried talking to the woman but she insisted that she was being friendly and that she liked my ass! WTF? Who says stuff like that anyways?

I have met my fair share of aggressive people but this one was just too much to handle. I was at a breaking point, I just needed to go home. My night was officially ruined, I was not having a good time. All my expectations were crushed. Pathetic as it sounds I was now even upset with my BFF for not coming out with me. If she was around the girls would just assume that she was my girlfriend as they always do and none of this would have happened.

As we were in the cab going home, C was laughing at me the whole way back. He thought this is one of those things that most guys would be excited about and here I was being a drama queen about it all. Well, it's easy for him to see it that way since he is attracted to girls. Besides, the thing that upset me was not that the girls were interested in me. It actually makes me happy to have anybody show interest in me, I take it as a compliment. It is the aggressive woman that made me feel objectified and abused.

My point is - male or female; whatever happened to starting with a simple 'hello'? And even more importantly; no means no!