They were a little tipsy, as they haddrunk a couple of bottles of wine before leaving Katie's house. Theyfinished their drinks and decided to have a d...ance. Katie was a naturalon the dance floor whereas Nigel almost stood out like a sore thumb, butwas enjoying him/herself so didn't really care. After a few more dancesand drinks a couple of men came up to Katie and Nigella as he was by nowcalling himself. They offered drinks, which were accepted and they satdown a talked. "Do you come here. . I... I don't know what to say.. " Greg said." But admit it, " said Ine, " you were happier. Life seemed better. "( I didn't want to admit it, but Ine was right. I didn't know why, but my whole life had literaly changed overnight. Maybe, just maybe, Ine was right about Nina needing to surface again. I could again have dreams of being in the arms of a man, and this time without guilt. The cloud that hung over my head had dissapeared. )" Now, Nina, " said Ine, " go, and make a life for yourself. Several of my classmates had jumped onto the notion of using literature. One wanted to write about 20th century black poets in the US. He named Langston Hughes and quoted "Dreams"Hold fast to dreamsFor if dreams dieLife is a broken-winged birdThat cannot fly.Hold fast to dreamsFor when dreams goLife is a barren fieldFrozen with snow.Another wanted to look at Central America in the Napoleonic period as reflected in the first Hornblower novel."Hey! Are you all literati?" No, just literate,". He stepped closer, and I turned around, grinding against him, this time, feeling his hard on. He pushed me away from him, and onto the bed. I flipped over, and spread my legs, running my hands up my inner thighs, accenting them. He jumped onto the bed as well, tracing his finger up my thigh, and along the edge of my thong. I could feel how soaked I was now, recognizing it. He rubbed my swollen clit through the fabric, and I moaned. I closed my eyes, and heard him unzipping his pants. I opened.