The stare she gave me was enough to make me quiver. She writhed in-front of me, quite a contrast to the heavy music that was playing. I couldn't help ...yself, as she moved her hips I mimicked her and held her waist. Our legs locked together and she grinded her body against mine, I could have cum with anticipation. The music, still as intense seemed to dull, the other people dancing seemed to slow, the world began to blur...there was just her, staring into my eyes. Pulling me even closer, our. I hated waiting tables. I was treated below everyone at Girls & Wings. The staff was rude and vulgar and my boss tried to make it look like I was stealing once. He said he would stay quiet if I had sex with him on his desk. I needed a new job and soon. The job market was tough for a girl straight out of high school. My mother left when I was little and my father was a drunk and broke. My goal was to save up my money and go to college. I would leave this small town behind. Of that I was sure.I. .maybe she was stealing our crystal. I kept telling myself this as I opened a few dresser drawers. I saw nothing interesting, some white cotton panties and socks. I turned my attentions to the large walk-in closet, which was on the same wall that separated our bedrooms. I opened the door and it was a pitch black inside, a dark contrast to the brightly lit room. Without thinking I stepped into the closet and shut the door behind me. I stood in the total darkness waiting for my eyes to adjust. "Wow! What smells so good?" I said, us coming to the kitchen."Your father is making the only meal he's any good at, Tacos," mom said with a grin.Dad looked at her like they had a secret of their own."Ask me why I'm cooking lunch, Kids?"Jen said, "Gee Daddy, why are you cooking lunch instead of Mommy?" Can I tell them?" he said."Go ahead, Richard!" mom said."You're about 7 to 8 months from having a brother or sister, how about that?" dad said proud as a peacock.This certainly was the moment, so.