Well, here the story starts, I fell for Nina as soon as i saw her at the disco, twirling around in her short white flashy skirt and her tight red swea...er. I asked her to partner e and when we had finished a smooch number which allowed e to hold her close to me i was very deeply in love with her. After i had boughs her a coke at the bar i was frantically in love with her small pretty, pert, tanned face, fringed with a short black fringe and the rest of her hair that paged bayed round her face. About two hours into the party Myra came over to me and asked me why I wasn't out on the dance floor."I can't dance a lick Myra so I sit and drink to keep from embarrassing myself." Bullshit! Anyone can dance to a slow tune."She grabbed me by the hand and hauled me out onto the floor. I held her at arms length and tried to do a box step without stepping on her toes and she said, "That's not the slow dancing baby" and she pulled me right up against her and pressed her body into mine. "Now, just. I've created an online suggestion box [at https://poll.ly/#/LBeYMr9X] for characters you'd like to see. Don't be shy. It can be as mundane or as wild and wacky as you want. My only rules are no underage characters- apart from that, everything is welcome to help me brainstorm. The more ideas I have kicking around inside my head, the more I'm likely to add more to this piece! Thanks for reading. Enjoy.You hurried down the pavement, hood of your jumper pulled tight over yourself, hunched forward. As the band came back from break, Ted got up and wanted to dance. I begged off, since I was tired from being on the floor for so long already. He looked hurt, but didn't say anything. As he sat back down, I felt a hand on my thigh. Looking over at John, I realized that Ted could not see what was going on. Soon Chub's hand was on my other thigh. I had two strange black men rubbing my legs under the table in front of my loving husband, and he knew nothing about it.As they fondled my body, they.