She continued to dance, although now slightly more provocatively. Encouraged by the wolf whistles, she slowly slipped the nurses dress off one shoulde...r, then the other, her hips provocatively gyrating to the music. Soon her ample cleavage was tempting the rabid crowd in front of her. Pulling the dress further down to reveal her huge (still bra clad) tits brought gasps and plenty of lascivious comments and shouts from the group of men.The dress dropped to the floor. Hips swaying, she danced. “Scott was kicked out too,” The Judge laughed at the pained face of John.“Doesn’t seem right is all,” John started giggling.“The chair recognizes the Senator from Idaho Robert Kennady.” Ted Kennady’s Uncle.“General Franks, I want to thank you for what your Space Cadets have done.”“I just read a report on the way here today sir. The officers and individual that needs to be given credit should be Lieutenant Colonel Frank Taylor, Captain Lucy Taylor, Captain Bill D. Taylor and the Vice Principle. Does this feel good? How about this? How about here? Here? Yes. There. Yes. Yes. Oh, yes.I didn't tell him, though. Instead, I took his hand, guiding it to my breast, hoping he'd understand. We stood there for a long moment. His hand rested gently on top of my breast as we looked into each other's eyes. I moved his fingers to my nipple and he began to trace the aureole. I could feel the blood rushing to the spot as his fingers moved so lightly over my skin. I grasped his hand and led him away. The fabric was warm to the touch, and the dress was a perfect fit, as if it had been tailored with her in mind. She had never felt sexier.As she dressed herself and made the bed, Gillian knew that things would be different for her. She would get over the redhead. There would be someone else in her life, someone better, and she would never have to wake up alone again. She was meant to be happy. She was meant to be loved.Gillian took one last look at the bed, remembering her lover with the sad.