The black sheep
There is a club where I am from called Black Sheep.
17 years ago I met my Ex-Partner in this club on fetish night, wrapped in a duck tape corset with my good friend, who was with her boyfriend, who had her on a leash.
We were sitting on a raised platform next to a girl strapped to a cross getting hot wax poured on her nipples by a priest.
Today I was scrolling through Facebook, and a friend was asking if anyone was going to a Sene-meetup she planned to attend there. (It's like a makeup company) As I was scrolling through the many comments ( all very vanilla) a woman popped on and asked if she could bring her 4-year-old. To which my friend replied “Black Sheep is great for kids! They have games and a kids corner”
I wondered if it was the same corner the girl was strapped to the cross in 17 years ago.
My, my, how time changes the Black Sheep. Not so black anymore.