We danced for maybe 30 minutes. Each time he pulled me to him, he seemed more excited. Finally, he leant in and shouted over the music into my ear."do...you and your friends wanna come in the members area"Linda had leaned in to listen, and she answered yes on our behalf. My suiter grabbed my hand and led me from the dance floor. The whole clubs eyes seemed to be on us and we climed a set of metal stairs. My short dress rode up even higher, revealing suspender straps and a glimps of bare thigh as. Her eyes squinted. She looked again at her portrait. She was a long way from Manhattan, in more ways then one. She again looked at Jim. Jim laughed. ‘Amelia, come with me.’ As they walked down the hall, he continued, ‘I am putting you in this bedroom. It is your private place. I will not enter it, unless you invite me in. I am going to get you one of my long cotton shirts, and a pair of jeans, for you to change into. While you are doing that, I will cook, burgers, corn, and potatoes on the. .besides it would make for a nicechange of the routine," Claire remarked, prompting a questioning lookfrom Chloe."What do you mean?" Chloe asked."Well, Renee Masters the self proclaimed Queen of the School, she haswon the past 2 times-her sophomore and junior years, and it hasgotten...slate like past due rye bread," Claire stated casually."Oh I see then...., wait how's that possible? I've heard Prom Queen isusually something only female students from the upper years couldqualify, at least from. She started to speak, but I smugly interrupted her. ''Stop right there,'' I said quickly. ''I'm flattered really but I am tired of all of you women hitting on me. I just came here to have a drink and relax.'' She pulled her head back stunned for a moment then gave me a funny little smirk. ''My name is Alexandra,'' she said. '' I didn't mean to come off so rude and forward.'' ''James,'' I replied giving her a reassuring smile. We sat silent for a few minutes sipping our drinks, and.