At that moment, the song changed to one she recognized; her eyes widened. She was a professional alternative dancer, and she knew this song's choreogr...phy was difficult and intricate, with lots of changes in tempo and intensity. After all, she had been the official choreographer for this song at the last performance her crew had done. Nevertheless, she watched as all the dancers except her, her partner, the other men with masks and their partners cleared off the floor. 'Do they know who I am?'. “And I know what’s going to happen, too.”“What?”“At some point, you two will figure out how to be together permanently and you’ll marry him.”She twisted a bit and looked at me, “It’s that obvious?”“Yes. And, if you need to leave here, we’ll understand. Nobody is going to stand in the way of true love.”“I can’t believe I’m feeling this way! It’s crazy!”“No, crazy is when the two of you have a kid together,” I said.She twisted around completely, and knelt between my legs, looking me deeply in my. His wife showed up with theirs two c***ds and asked me about the whereabouts of her husband and my wife.I told her that they are probably still in the turkish bath where I left them.She told me to stay by theirs c***ds for a moment, when she arrived back from the turkish bath she smiled at me.Your wife and my husband practically are finished, I suppose your wife needs to take a shower first.Three minutes later her husband joined us with a grin on his face, but remained silent. Finally I saw my. Brad still couldn’t believe his good fortune to be loved by such an incredibly smart and beautiful young woman.She looked stunningly beautiful wearing a white mini skirt and a light blue tank top that scooped a little on the low side. Her long brunette hair fell past her shoulders. Abby’s statuesque form would even make wearing a fifty-pound potato sack look sexy. Brad was putty in his love’s arms as they kissed.“Bye Mom and Dad love you, see you at the party!” She yelled at the master bedroom..