We caught up on the past, while he continued to purchase me drinks. I thought nothing of it and enjoyed myself.After a bit, I was starting to feel the...effects of the alcohol and it put me in a better mood. I felt more relaxed and opened and began to chat away more than usual. Mario enjoyed my company and listened to me as I yapped away. Eventually, he asked me if I would care to dance and feeling so mellowed, I accepted his proposal. I usually wasn't much of a dancer, but I was in a great mood. She looked up at me with a huge smile.“I didn’t mind. It was very flattering.”With that, Megan leaned toward me, her hands slipping inside my arms and around my back.We danced to several songs, all slow ones since it was getting late and the bar wasn’t crowded. It was very nice. Megan’s body moved gently against mine but not too tight. I didn’t try to pull her closer though my hands did slipped onto her hips to rest across the top of her buttocks. Megan’s only response was to move slightly. To watch her face and body contort and arch with pleasure was extraordinary. To hear all the sounds and noises she made was amazing. Jeanine settled back onto the couch, her arms limp at her sides, her legs still spread, and her pussy dripping with her juices and my saliva. I noticed that her asshole remained dilated for several seconds until it suddenly closed. I stood and stroked my cock, with every expectation that I would not last long and that I would cum all over her. Jeanine was not. It was much, much better than her earlier effort. Knowing her history with Dunlap & Fyre, and to show her there was interest in her and the new novel, he decided to put some time into a fast critique and get it off to her before he got to work on the steampunk fantasy.Much though he wanted to dive headfirst into his own book, which still didn't have a name, he knew he could only devote a part of his energies to it. He decided, for the moment, he'd limit his time on the book to the mornings when.