‘I know just the place.’ He said, carrying her down the store aisle. ‘Where are we going?’ She squealed playfully. ‘Where else?’ He asked ...ith a devilish grin. ‘You wouldn’t. Not there!’ She squealed in protest, but made no effort to stop him. ‘Damn straight. What would your husband say if he saw us fucking?’ He said as he carried her to the front of the store. He set her on the black rolling belt of one of the checkouts, the two of them completely visible to anyone who might happen to drive. He ran puzzled eyes over her and frowned. Something about the woman sent a shiver of recognition through his confused mind, but he quickly dismissed it as a rush of fear ran through him. It clutched at his heart as he recognized the dress the woman had draped loosely about her."Madame, I realize this is a rather indelicate question, but the situation warrants my asking. How exactly did you come to wear the dress you hold precariously about your person and where is the owner of said dress? I. How? Michelle asks. Get him rile up, make him lose his shit and fight. They want him to get lock up. Everyone sucks in air and the air changes around us. Its bad, like holy shit bad. Leave Mike, Jay says to Mike. Dont. Theyll fuck with your girls. Making sure you guys are out number. Jordan wont come this time, hes tie up with a girl right now. They fucking sent her out before I can get to her. Fuck! Nicole explodes. What the fuck do we do? No matter what, someones getting fuck over tonight!. Bodies gyrating and moving against and with those around them, electrifying the atmosphere. All I could focus on were her dark eyes and the crowd just faded away. I was leaning in close to her and kissed her deeply, slipping my tongue into her mouth and dueling with hers. Heaven is what I imagined in her kiss as I hugged her tighter to me and felt myself falling. Another song began and still the beat was driving everyone with wild abandon there on the dance floor. I could feel her hands.