I was all over him throughout the dance. Iwas up and down his leg, I was pushing his head towards me, I wasturning away or pulling away, to flick my ...ull skirt at him, beforetwirling back into his arms. In tango we say that the man drives thewoman across the floor. The woman responds by accepting the movement,but not yielding to him. She plays with him. She frustrates him. Ithas the effect of increasing his passion. We were fantastic. The wholeroom stood and applauded that dance.But. "One of the mask men look at me and at that moment I could till it wasn't aman after all. I could see long blond hair and could smell perfume in theair. She started to speak to me."This will all be over shortly Carlos."After she spoke another figure entered the room with crystal glass inhand. She never said a word, just stepped towards where I was laying andforced me to drink its contents. As she was forcing me to drink thesubstance the chanting grew louder and I started feeling pain all over. Then go for the kill, undressing for him and showing him what he's been out with all night and didn't even know it. It drives them wild," she cooed.She showed them both g-strings and thongs, and the newest fashion rage, called boy briefs, which were basically the kind of thing a man might wear, sans the opening in the front. They were shorter on the legs too, and came lower on the hips."You can wear all of this around the house, just to lounge in," said Brenda. "It's not just underwear. But I. ’ Peter rolled his eyes, managing to stave off an almighty groan of frustration. ‘But babe: I really want to!’ he pleaded. ‘Can I at least touch you once, just for a bit?’ he added, his fingers exploring up Chris’s inner thighs towards that which he yearned, he craved, for so long with no reprieve. ‘Nuh-uh,’ came Chris’s negatory, her mouth full again. Peter’s hands retreated momentarily, then they started to rise again, Chris made a warning noise, indicating that trouble lay that way. Peter.