A bubble of space around me closed, and suddenly I was staring at a mountain of backs and shoulders. God, I hated being short. I pushed through, headi...ng toward the bar, when I recognized what the song was: Rude, by Magic.I got near the back bar and I saw a stairway and ducked down and headed down the stairs, more to get away from the throng than anything.The music faded away completely and I found myself in a wide hallway. If upstairs was nightclub this was more...expensive fancy restaurant. Janice: “So what’s in this for me? You get your cock jerked and shoot your load, and I just get nothing in return?”Me: “I would do whatever you wanted me to do for you”.Janice: “Do you even know how to make a girl feel good?”Me: “I really would like to learn if you would show me”.For the next few minutes tension continued to build, without Janice saying much more, so I just blurted out “I could lick your boobs and your pussy”.Janice: “Oh really. And you think that would make me feel good?”Me:. The Village was a college dormitory complex, with the Spartan facilities associated with student life. On the bright side, Adoré did not have a roommate, since she was the only equestrienne from the US that year. Marty had a roommate-another judge, of weightlifting-who was a nice guy, but didn't have much to say that Marty understood.The obvious solution was that Marty simply moved in with Adoré. They didn't make it a secret, or rub anybody's nose in it, but they didn't ask. She looked perversely forward to the subsequent scenes in which her helpless body was to be cruelly tortured and restrained by the sadist kidnappers!Algernon proffered her a towel to cover herself with and she brushed it aside. She had some time ago decided that it was not nearly cold enough for her to need to cover up - not just yet awhile! She walked over to the others. They were all helping themselves to the delicious looking (and smelling) food and she seized a goodly portion for herself.