University Life Part 16 6 min read

The girls stayed in the flat the next day while I went into a couple of classes at University. I got back around 3 pm and they were sitting in the lounge chatting. “Can you pick us up from the club tonight we’re finished at midnight again?” “Yeah sure, I’ve got some coursework to do but I’ll come down around 11,” Riah said she wanted to make dinner for us, a curry her mother had taught her when she was young and I sat in the kitchen with her while Erin did some coursework. She looked over at me. “I really appreciate you coming down so quickly last night, I was so scared, I don’t know what he would have done if he got inside. Are you sure you don’t mind me staying for a couple of nights?” “It’s not a problem, stay as long as you need and you did the right thing calling us. I don’t think he is stupid enough to come back though.”

The food was amazing, the best curry I have ever eaten and the girls got ready to go to the club. I said we could go round to Riah’s place after their shift and pick up anything else she needed for her stay at the flat. As the girls were ready to go they came into the lounge where I was working looking as hot as ever. Erin had on her wet look black leggings with a white top a black leather biker jacket with her Fila Disruptors and Riah had on black leggings a puffa jacket and her brown Uggs. “Hey, double trouble is that you guys off.” “Yeah, see you round 11.” Riah kissed my cheek hugged me and said “thanks again, for everything.” She walked towards the door and Erin put her arms around me and whispered “it’s really cool that you are letting Riah stay for a few days.” She squeezed my crotch and said, “I know you won’t regret it.”

I parked up at the club just before 11 and walked to the door. Anna was there alone. “Hey, Anna, you on your own tonight.” “Yeah, it’s quiet in there though. I hear you took care of business last night.” She punched me playfully on the shoulder and said “that was a good thing you did but what the fuck were you thinking taking on a guy with a knife. You should just have stayed in the car and called the police.” “Haha yeah I didn’t know he had a knife until I was facing off with him, it was fine though. You worried about me?” “Haha no, you look like you can take care of yourself but knives are not cool.” “Yeah I know, I was in autopilot when he pulled it.” “Well you obviously did the right stuff, have you done any training?” “Yeah I boxed for about 10 years, what about you?” 15 years of kickboxing and I’ve done some MMA.” “Fuck, I’m not messing with you then.” She laughed and said “Nah I’m a pussy cat really. How’s your face feeling by the way?” “Haha yeah it’s fine, felt like some bouncer had been jumping on it the next day but I’m all good.” “I’ve never done that before, I mean I’ve obviously been in lots of fights but I can’t describe the rush stomping your face like that, it felt amazing.” “Anytime, just let me know.” I looked down at her feet and she had on low-heeled ankle boots. “Erin said you guys are having a regular little dance party and you’re the dancefloor.” “Yeah, you’re welcome to come along if you fancy it?” “Haha, she already invited me, hopefully, I won’t be working.”

I walked into the club and it was really quiet. Erin was straddling some guy and was smothering his face with her tits. She gave me a smile and a wave while she milked his wallet. Riah was sitting on some old guy’s lap drinking champagne and telling the old man what a stud he was. She gave me a wink as I walked over to the bar. Angela was working behind the bar and I walked over and said Hi. She passed me a zero alcohol beer, thanked me for looking after Riah the previous night, and said “you’ll never pay for another drink in here again, it’s on the house.” I thanked her and sat and chatted about how the refurb to the club looked great. She had bought the club with her divorce settlement, she had always worked in pubs and clubs and thought it was a great opportunity. “So the girls talk about you a lot, seems you are quite the hot topic in here.” I laughed and said, “I dread to think.” We chatted more and at 12 the customers left and I sat waiting for Erin and Riah to change.

When the girls were ready we said bye to Angela and Anna and I took them round to Riah’s place. There was no sign of the loser from the night before so I walked up into Riahs flat with the girls and sat while Riah and Erin looked out the stuff she would need. Riah’s flat was a studio with a small kitchen and a big area with her bed and sofa area. The place was pretty untidy and in the corner, she had a shoe rack filled with shoes with a pile of trainers and boots alongside it. Erin said, “you need to take any shoes?” “Yeah, I’ve just got these at the moment pointing at her Uggs.” She walked over to the rack and grabbed her black ballet flats and a trashed old pair of white converse high tops. Erin walked over and said “let’s grab something else in case we want to have some fun”, and they both looked over at me. Erin picked up a pair of black platform stiletto sandals and waved them at me. The toe was a 2in platform and they had 6in stilettos that were about a quarter-inch at the tip. “Come on over and pick your torture instruments.” Riah had so many pairs of chunky platform sandals and boots I didn’t know where to start. Then I saw this massive pair of Demonia black knee-high boots. They were absolutely huge. The sole had a deep thick saw pattern that looked brutal a bit like Erin’s “face stompers”. The platform was 6in thick at the toe rising to about 8in at the heel. I picked them up and was amazed at their weight. Riah rolled her eyes, “fucks sake, are you two trying to break my ankle.” Erin grinned and said “I see a double platform boot stomping in his future.” We put everything Riah needed in a holdall and put out her trash and got back in the car.