When he comes out of the bathroom i notice what looked like a gun on his waist i couldn't see it before because of his shirt, i said " is that a gun" ...e said "yea dude i wear this all the time you mean to tell me you never seen this gun" i said "what kind is it" he said " the kind that will drop a mutha fucka quick, what us with all these questions, fix a nigga something to eat" I fixed his plate as he gets dressed in my room and i hear my phone go off. Then i hear my phone getting closer to me. By the time they were on dance number three, she was leaning into him and well. Dance two was fast and she turned around and he was working against her ass, damn, she was drunk and loving it. Well, after more dancing and chatting with the guys, she got up to go to the ladies room. She was really feeling it. I told the guys thanks and we would need to leave soon as I was going to fuck her legs off. Both told me how lucky I was and gave me their cell numbers and e-mails, in case I ever wanted. “When you have a woman ready to be a whore for you, baby….you have to take her up on that. You have to be willing to make her eyes water. Look at her, honey. Look how she’s right there sucking her own cunt juice off those satined fingers. You know how she feels right now don’t you, bitch? And isn’t that power over her intoxicating? Doesn’t it make you just quiver to see her beg for more? Come on, bitch” I whisper in my taunting tone, “come on, bitch feed her…. make her take it.” Then I lean in. Then, of course, at breakfast, she was there at the corner table, alone. Only this time, she sat facing out into the dining room, and briefly their eyes met. Dark eyes, such deep, dark eyes, and Dan, his breathing disturbed again at the sight of her, cursed himself that he could not stop caring.Eyes down, he ate an uncomfortable breakfast, and when he finally looked in her direction again, she wasn't there. Surely, he was going crazy. Avoiding looking at her while she was there, yet,.