>>19363064"Oi absa-lootly cannot believe that fucken worked."
>[Through the magic of massive mammaries, Sheila Foster has found herself inside Club Xtacy wearing one of Priscilla Divine's dresses. It's doubtful Divine will even know it was gone, she has so many. But when the bouncer saw it, he didn't even bother looking at Sheila's face, or the fact that 'Priscilla' was wearing a huge sunhat, indoors. Entering alongside Nikki Kade probably helped a bit, too.]Sheila has only been here a handful of times before, most always unwelcome, and never quite received the reception she is tonight. Drinks are handed to her from all directions, and she barely breaks a sweat chugging them down. Nikki is giddy, laughing to herself; Sheila remembers the feeling of being young, dumb and broke. Well, Nikki might only be the first. When three not-so-gaudy fuckbois approach Nikki, "Priscilla" as she may appear takes a step back, and they speak to Nikki directly. Cassie is out of the country? Well fuck me dead, looks like "Priscilla" is drinking the club dry tonight.
When the penguin parade begins to usher Nikki upstairs, Sheila gives her a hand signal; 'I'll be here. I'll be off me fucken tits. Be good, love'.