If she was, she was a good enough actress not to let on. For some reason, he believed her, “How?”“It was some time around five in the morning. C...olin and Lauren and I and some friends were coming downtown from some party up on University or, I don’t know, south of Union Square. Anyway, it was pretty quiet and we stopped somewhere along there.” She pointed to the rows of benches lining the path just south of the fountain. “Colin pulled me into his lap and like five or six of our friends stood. .. you guessed it, it was over a woman.“So,” he said, “What’s your name?”“Jeff, Jeff Richards,” I said.“Well, what do you say? Want the back room or you going to just agree?”“She’ll never let you,” I said.“If that’s the case, no big deal,” he said. “But Jeff, ole boy, it’s her decision, not yours. You will tell her as much. Agreed?”In my mind’s eye, I could see those big fists of his beating my face to a pulp, I nodded agreement. He told me to give him my wallet, I complied. He opened it up,. Aside from her shoes, she wore a tiny black "slut" dress and thong. The guy slipped into position behind her, pressed himself against her ass, and cupped her breasts with his hands. She looked down, saw the color of his hands, looked back up at me with an evil grin, blew me a kiss and turned to face him. I returned to our table by the dance floor and settled in to watch the show.At once I could see that they were swapping spit already and his hand was under the front of her little dress. The. My legs instinctively move up to curl around your back, and my fingers grip your shoulders tightly. Our bodies both begin to move in perfect rhythm, as though this dance had been danced so many times in the past, and our hearts yearning to please the other. My hips moving with yours, and biting my bottom lip, overcome by the passion and love that is expelled. I can feel your body then moving faster against me, and my legs pull you even closer, bringing you deeper and deeper into my body,.