I struggled against the emotions. I was so scared. I thought I was going crazy. The wildness got stronger. My head was fuzzy with it. My thoughts c...onsumed. My vision dimmed. My body tensed. I cried out. Something was happening! Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, it went away. I was scared to open my eyes. Scared of what just happened. What had just happened? I didn't know...but I wanted it to happen more often. "Look at me, little one." I slowly opened my eyes. He was. They both smile at the other, taking each other’s hand, they move out to the dance floor. Their hips close to each other's, they grind to the music while all the patrons watch. The dance floor packed with people grinding to the music. They both suddenly spin and choose new dancing partners. Elle straddles a man’s thigh, lowering her body onto it, her naked pussy lips scratched by his jeans. She and her partner gyrate to the music, their bodies tight together. Wrapping an arm about his neck, she. “Hell no, and this wine ain’t for you, you have enough boxed garbage to swallow. I parked my car on the even side of the street, so it won’t get towed and I’m getting hammered with you,” I said plunging the screw into the cork and clamping down on the side levers so it popped right out.“Well you’re in luck,” she started as she inched out the last bit of wine from the box’s little tap into her glass.“I’m already pretty deep into this and I got Scooby Doo cartoons or Little House on the Prairie,”. It was odd. I couldn't have cared less what she did on her nights during school, and yet now I felt strangely responsible for her. I guess it was just misplaced chivalry.I put thoughts of her out of my mind and concentrated trying to get my morning wood to go down as I waited for my toast to pop.Stella had to rush off to a class she had forgotten about so I had been left hanging. I was well aware of how greedy it was to be affronted at such a thing, but I figured being self aware made it okay..