I move my head up as a reflex to noise.There I see it, the old pavilion with its crumbling white paint. A hexagonal structure standing half a meter ab...ove the ground on wooden supports. Its wooden roof and railings are garnished with geometric shapes. The dim light of the moon and the old yellow lamps shining under the roof magnify the beauty of this structure.Jenny fell in love with this place when she first stepped on the beach. She took photos of it from different perspectives, a few selfies. The man knows. He was her age once with two sisters. The always did little stunts like that. Add that to the amusement in her voice, he knows. Instead he says, “Don’t worry about it. No one is going to notice, except me. You looked spectacular.”The girl casts him a dirty look, as dirty of one as she can while not really being angry at him. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a game to finish.”“Well then, off you go,” the man encourages her. “Your little secret will remain our little secret, until I. Susan wanted him, bad, and she wasn't getting enough like this, she wanted more. "Come back to my place, let's call a cab." She said to him when they broke the kiss.Tom looked around trying to gather where they were for a second and said, "My place is right around the corner, let's go there." He pointed the way and Susan all but dragged him back into the rain. They stopped every so often to kiss fiercely, and finally, made it to Tom's apartment building.Once in his apartment, it seemed as if. .. but I didn't want this.I mean, I wanted to get fucked. Fuck, I wanted to get fucked so badly.I'd spend all day getting pounded by something like that if I could. Butdancing had been... well, as humiliating as it had once been, I had kindof grown to like it. It was nice to be able to move and exercise andlose myself into something that wasn't sex for a change. It was a chanceto escape, even if briefly. Now Madeline had taken even that away, andshe'd dragged these girls into the middle of.