“And she gives in to his seduction,” Le Gris concluded.Marguerite was so distracted that she missed the next beat, moving after everyone else. As ...hey bowed and squared off to face one another again, the dance began to repeat. She shook her head to clear her thoughts, then replied, “I think you have misunderstood the story.”“Oh, have I?” he asked, playfully. “Then please tell me the real story of the dance.” They began the sequence again, moving together and apart, turning and stepping in. " I continued laughing, masking that I was probing her, why would she notice these things?"We share a room Christy, duh. When you wear that white t-shirt with no bra, it's loose enough so your boobs just hang. It's so sexy." Jess laughed.Was she looking at me in the same way I looked at her yesterday? Was her drunken arousal planting seeds in her imagination? I shook these thoughts from my brain and stopped the conversation, "Come on, let's go back in and see the others." You go first, those. The feeling of a moment ago quickly turned ominous as she felt a stirring inside as if something or someone had awakened.There was fear in her eyes as she tried to avert her own stare, yet could not.A welling within made her realize that control of her body was being taken from her by something... evil.Beads of perspiration appeared on her forehead and her body trembled as she tried to fight the presence within her.Her mind raced to understand, to counteract, but to no avail as the repressed. It appeared to be red satin or silk. Through her robe, I could see her nipples poking out against the material. I asked her how much longer she wanted because I wasn't able to call her back as she was out of state. She said at least two hours or longer, and then before I could say anything else, I was instructed to just massage just like we had done in the past. My only sense of time due to the power outage was going to be when the CD ended, which was about thirty minutes long. I decided.