The girls asked, and Sharon found a place we could go to dance without showing up at the Tradewinds, so Friday night, she got us reservations at a pla...e called ‘The Ballroom’. They had dinner and dancing, so we were able to sneak the girls in with us and keep them there. Sharon told us at the table it wasn’t that hard since a friend of hers ran the place and didn’t have a problem with it at all.She could dance. Very well, I might add. I was afraid I would be unavailable to dance with my Dana,. Her legs canted outwards, giving me an almost unobstructed view of them from the top of her thighs all the way down to her ratty tennis shoes.Her bending down was killing me inside. The back of her skirt has risen up as she practically buried herself in the backpack. I wished she had chosen a seat at a different angle; I was wondering if her behind looked as shapely as it did from the side. Finding her prize, she sat upright with her breasts jiggling in response to her movement, holding a. After some time the other women packed up their k**s and pool gear, said goodbye and left, leaving me to some peace and quiet. I guess it was around half an hour later I heard some voices and the security gate open, glancing up I saw it was Michael and I assumed a friend of his come in. Michael was the son of one of the few black neighbors who lived two houses down. I knew he had been at college and figured that he was home for the summer. He had always been a nice k**, doing odd jobs around. Damien’s breathing was heavy and his green eyes had a dark shadow. ‘Damien…I’m…’ She didn’t stand a chance to finish, his hands were on the back of her neck pulling her to him. His lips were on hers, his kiss was filled with an anguish that scared him. He was claiming her and she knew then she could not deny him what both wanted so much. He was on her neck now, licking, nibbling, his hands slowly running down her back until he reached her ass and possessively grabbed it. ‘I will kill him if.