However, this was a special Friday evening and she was in a hurry to get to the main ballroom on the mezzanine floor before the dance party officially...started.Before getting further into the story, let me go back to the beginning in order to put this silly little story into better context for readers more inclined to require logic in their reading material.I should start off by explaining that at the time of the event, the pretty young thing was still in that status that would only be described. ”Sinders went into work mode, she visualised this handsom prince, but then realised this actually was a pretty hansom prince, she went to jiggle her thumb in her pussy to get ready but realised she was already wet. Her nipples were straining against her bodice, “Oh Fuck,” she thought, “This is seriously unprofessional.”She felt her dress being lifted and his hands at her crotch. His fingers gently eased her cunt lips open. She lay back against the door post and let him do what he needed. I called her cell and it went straight to voice mail. So I left a message"Clarissa, I don't know what's up with you. I hope to see you tonight for dinner. If not, maybe it would be a good idea for you to move out for a while 'til you figure out what you want and let me know what it is. I love you but you are making it very hard for me to sustain that love."ClarissaI never felt so humiliated in my life when Terry pulled that stunt with the tow truck. Of course Marge had to shoulder some of the. Isn't that good enough?" It is," Corey said and pulled me down for a kiss.After rolling off of Corey, we lay facing each other. "Matt, what did youthink of Hayden breaking up with Scott?" Not surprising at all to me. It was just a matter of when," Ireplied. "Hayden said he wanted to and I guess not being able to go with usgave him the excuse." Why though? They looked really happy together," Corey stated."I don't know but I think Hayden wanted to drop the bomb before Scott did.Little did he know.