This wasn't the first time we had danced and it probably won’t be the last. Heading back to my table, I was stopped by my friend. “Can you please ...ake me home?” she slurred, her coordination unsteady. Nodding, I begin to help her out of the club and into the parking lot. The brisk air sobering me a little while she begin to shiver. Losing her footing she slipped from my grasp and before she hit the ground, he was there. Helping me to get her to the car, she sat down in the front passenger seat. Step one completed now she just has to figure out what she wants to do with these insects she acquired. When she got home she found a small short metal pipe with tapered edges perfect for slipping inside herself to hold herself open. She would eventually superglue a piece of old nylon to one end to keep the bugs in and situated it inside her. She was nervous since it was so short it’d fall out of her and she’d get an infestation or they’d suffocate and start biting her, so she decided. I couldn’t make out as she was sitting. Only her beautiful face was visible and as her saree was very dark in color nothing could be seen or deciphered. Just then she asked us to wait and got up from her chair and walked to a cupboard at the far end of the class.Wow! I’m not exaggerating like other stories, but that’s what i thought to myself as she got up. The most babelicious female i had seen. She had the right curves at the exact right places.36-30-32.The lion inside me was raring to be. Nothing like stacking the deck, right?The first course was borscht, which had been prepared earlier and placedin the refrigerator to chill. It was retrieved from the fridge andladled into two bowls. I garnished each with a dollop of sour cream, andtook them to the dining room. As I placed them on the table I calledCarolyn to dinner. She sashayed out of the living room with an air ofsophistication, gazing at me with those captivating green eyes. I pulledout a chair and seated her and then.