Something metal clinked on the floor and he heard his wife swear. He could easily have missed it. If fact, he probably had at first. But there it was;... a modest, respectful knock and a murmur from the hallway. He bolted upright on the bed, silently cursing the sudden tightness in his chest. “Janie.” She poked her head from the bathroom, working a toothbrush in her foamy mouth. “Well?” She raised her eyebrows and nodded toward the door. “Let them in, dummy.” Tiya and Patrick entered with subdued. "I am certain that is the outfit tonight." Tammy sounded pleased. "But, I would like you to try on these high heels just to check and it will give you a go at them."I slipped them on, they made my legs and feet look even more elegant. At this point I was still sitting down. I sttod up a bit wobbly, but soon got my balance. Tammy was right they did not suit the dress, but, they looked and felt incredible."I think you should keep them." Tammy offered, "they look good on you and you should. My sister Jenny and Jeff in contrast do like to drink and I noticed that even after an hour, she and Jeff were well away. I danced with my sister but it was quite embarrassing, for she pushed herself up against me, making me hard.After a few hours I was feeling the effects of the slightly alcoholic punch and so was Dawn. We found a quiet corner in a back room and lay down on the couch and cuddled up together. We both must have dozed off, but suddenly I was wide awake, the room was now in. Ik kijk naar jullie. Jij kijkt naar mij. Ik zie hoe je in trance geraakt. Mijn god wat windt me dit alles op. En juist dan zie ik zijn tong uit zijn mond komen. Het puntje raakt je daar waar je schaamlipjes samen komen. Je voelt het. ’t Is net niet en toch wel op je meest gevoelige plekje. Al heb je zin in stevigs. Liefst paal. En diep. Maar dat stond niet op hun menu. Je eigen verlangen moet even wachten. Je bent een borrelhapje. Noem het een borrellikje. Gretig likken. Dat is wat hij doet..