my amusement died a quick death when one of the other club goers climbed onto the table, grabbed her by the waist, and started grinding against her. My reaction was so swift, so visceral, that I couldn’t have explained what happened next if someone put a gun to my head. One second, I was sitting. The next, I was up and across the floor, my vision tinting with scarlet as I bulldozed through the startled crowd.
