I was thinking about how I fit into our great cosmos.”After many minutes of dancing, Laura slowed and raised her hands high above her head. The othe... young women followed her lead. She continued to slow until she was standing in place with her hands held high above her head, her fingers reaching toward the sky. Despite the coolness of the evening, her body was now damp with perspiration and the red glow of the fountain reflected off her pert breasts and taut abdomen. If you were watching from. One last move left, I thought, and inserted my hand under the elastic waistband of her panties and moved it slowly down over the smooth skin of her tummy until I felt the crisp, curly hair of her bush. She gave a gasp, dropped her magazine and turned round and embraced me as I took my hand out of her panties and then replaced in the back where I enjoyed the sensation of her lovely curved buttocks and the thrilling cleavage between them. Between us, her jeans dropped down and she shrugged them. Removing thefake novelty eyes from the rear of my skirt I vowed to remind Darleenthat her practical jokes needed to cease forthwith. Sitting down I took out the picture of Lizzie Swallows and scanned thegloomy bar looking for any sign of her and Mr Fellatrix.I saw her sitting in a booth across from where I was sitting. You couldtell she was a cheap slut by the way she dressed; she wore a red micro-miniskirt and matching red high-heels. Who else but a floozy would wearan outfit like that to an. Cars drove along the main road lighting up my hiding place as they went past. I was beginning to think this was a really bad idea, when a car turned in and parked at the other end of the parking lot. It sat there idling for what seemed like forever then the trunk popped open. This was it, I ran as fast as I could hoping it was the right car and hoping no one else decided to drive past or worse turn into the parking lot. I finally reached the car and dove into the trunk, pulling it closed behind.