Dale and his buddies were hanging out in a club on a Saturday night just having a good old time. Despite none of them being twenty-one, Dale’s deep pockets overlooks that minor inconvenience and have them treated like VIPs. Then, his boy Roger points out these two gorgeous-looking chicks on the dance floor — one tall, the other short, but both possess smooth black skin, midnight hair, and hour-glass figures in tight dresses.
One girl, the shorter one, looked familiar as if Dale has seen her before but he can’t understand why. Nevertheless, he and his boy Roger approach the ladies, flirts with them, dances with them, buys them drinks, and spew cheap corny lines, but it convinces them to come over to Roger’s house for a private get-together since his parents are out of town for the weekend.
As Dale drives them all over, he sees from the rearview mirror his boy and the tall girl getting a bit hot and heavy with each other. The shorter girl in the passenger seat tries to get a little playful herself with Dale, but she seems rather shy and nervous, like she’s following her girlfriend’s lead instead making any conscious decisions herself. Dale tells her to wait until they reach their destination which relaxes the shorter girl for the time being. For the love of God, Dale can’t figure out why does this girl look so familiar to him. In truth, he feels rather annoyed by it.
