“Wendy, it’s very nice to meet you Mike.” His handraised hers slightly and he bowed, kissing her handlightly his goatee oddly soft a...gainst her skin. Shiversran through her body again. The clock rang 10:00 PM and she had to excuse herselfto finish her wedding planner duties. Together, stillhand-in-hand they reentered the reception and they felttheir hands separate. For the next hour, their eyes kept meeting across thedance floor, across tables as Mike mixed and mingledand Wendy. Shit so far beyond me the head spins, brain screams for relief.Maybe I’m biased, but I think she could have torched them all in debate. Spun her logic with that detached spatial flight of mind and that sultry haze of voice. Looking fine in white cloth toga.-I still remember how she moved, svelte form liquefying into whatever style that suited whatever alchemic mixture of emotion boiling inside her, which was always a struggle to pin down.When her mind thrummed with too much chaos, we’d walk. That was it, I got my jacket from the back of the seat at the far side of our table and headed for the exit. I know Ali had said she’d leave as soon as I felt uncomfortable but honestly, what was the point in asking? As far as I could see it would be yet another request she’d ignore.I held my jacket and slipped off my tie as soon as I left the ballroom, finally feeling comfortable for the first time all evening. I was able to slip past the bodyguards and followed the signs to the hotel lobby. Her hand joined his fingering Morgan’s teenaged pussy. “I’ll have to go and brush my teeth to freshen my breath before we can kiss again. I hate having to brush my teeth before I eat, ruins the taste of the food,” Stacey commented.“I’ll help you to serve the meals,” Morgan offered.Dan took Stacey’s hand, leaning her closer, “You don’t have to brush your teeth.”“But my breath smells of Jerry’s cum.”“I know it does,” he said. Dan pulled her closer and kissed her.“Wow, I never expected you to kiss.