When the dance ended I heard Ron behind me thanking the guy for the dance and he took my arm leading me across the floor before another voice interrup...ed asking for the next dance. Ron again agreed and I was blindly handed off. As the dance began I could feel that my new partner was a tall man with very thin but muscular features. Again the intensity of the situation was pushed to extreme limits with my senses of touch and sound working overtime. The song slowed and my partner pulled me close. Matt kissed her, sweeping his tongue into her mouth, exploring. She squeezed her thighs tight against his hips and buried her hands in brown waves. She tugged and pulled and moaned and sucked his tongue into her mouth before pulling him away by the hair. ‘Please, I can’t—’ Matt kissed her again. He wanted to keep her quiet. He knew she was going to ask him to stop but if he let her he’d have to stop and more than anything he didn’t want to stop. She took charge of this kiss, sending her tongue. Before I could realize what had happened I felt a huge stinging hurt on my cheek as Danny had slapped me hard across my face with his free hand. Tears welled up and ran down my face and Danny shook me again and said look, you little slut, if you don't play along I'm gonna tell my mom why Dukie keeps sticking his nose in your crotch and I'm gonna tell your mom that I saw you and your brother fucking and when she takes you to the doctor to check it out he'll see you been fucked and you'll go to. Luckily, she was available for dinner.Brenda worked in the registrar's office. She was a good-looking woman in her late forties, tall and trim. She had divorced years before, and, according to her, was looking for husband number two. I had my doubts. She had a biting wit that occasionally overflowed into bitterness, and she was very fond of her independence."Hi, Mitch. I see you did not freeze in the cold white north. You do look rather pale, though. Why you go north in winter I will never.