The orchestra is playing it for you.You look wonderful tonight. Let us dance. You smell so good and feel so soft. Shell feel the music. Feel it lift y...u as to float.Shell was lifted and feeling the music. Ryan then kissed her neck and said perhaps you would like to sit. Shell responded "Yes"Take my arm. They walk and sat down. Still hear the music. Shell responded "Yes"Ryan typed relaxed?Shell responded "Yes"Shell was sitting in her under wear at her computer.Ryan started to type and. I don’t know who was most surprised when, after the briefest pause, I said I wouldn’t mind if we went out together.“You wouldn’t?” Mister Jennings replied.It was obvious he’d expected a knock back by the tone of his voice, and I could have laughed at the look on his face, when I agreed, but, to be honest, I was still having trouble believing what I’d said.When he made his offer I thought about it for a few seconds, really considered what I was getting into.He wasn’t bad-looking as it went.. Besides, he was gorgeous and made a nice ornament on Jenny's arm. God she could be so materialistic sometimes she thought with a smile.Jenny got plenty of stares as she walked in with Rick on her arm. They looked great together, he in his black tuxedo and her in a tight black evening dress. She had picked the dress out to impress. It was low cut, showing ample cleavage and was short on her thighs. She wore a pair of four inch black high heels. The dress was far to tight to wear underwear.By 10. My date didn’t like that too much. I was waiting in the parking lot and of course my date was trying to get me to stay (for sex I’m assuming) so when my Uber pulled up I quickly got in and told him to hurry and leave. It was funny and we both were laughing about it because my date was visibly mad. He introduced himself and then asked if it was a mad boyfriend or just another drunk guy. I told him it was a bad date. He went on to ask if I was married and I said divorced, he said he was single.