The drinks flowed, and the music started, when one of the younger guys from the hotel asked me to dance, without hesitation I was up and dancing with ...im, it was not long before my right hand started to feel foe his swollen member, and I could sense that the onlookers were aware of my actions as a few wives made a grab for their partners and kept them to heel. Slowly the numbers on the dance floor started to swell as more fell under the relaxing influence of the alcohol. My young partner was. What makes you ask that?" Something she said about visiting her special friend on Sundays. Maybe she didn't mean boyfriend, just a friend." Agnes has several friends. I'm sure that all of them are special to her. If she had a boyfriend, I'm pretty sure that I would know about it. On Sundays, she usually visits Mrs. Kramer, the lady that makes a lot of the costumes for the dancers at our recitals. You know Mrs. Kramer."I did know her. She had been a teacher at my elementary school, but had quit. We settled on the couch snuggled next to each other as we channel surfed to find a movie. We finally settled on some chick flick that I knew shed wanted to see. She was paying attention to the movie, but I was paying attention to her.She was absolutely gorgeous. She was 5'6" and weighed somewhere between 170 and 190. She has a natural bleach blonde hair color which only accents her skin complexion. She was white, but because of where we lived she had a slight tan that made her just a tiny bit. Rh’aan just simply kept quiet, finding it a bit amusing. However, there was one thing she especially did not find so amusing at this time. She turned her head about to face him; her one hand perched beneath her cheekbone.“Hey Justin…you sound like a real heroic type to me.”He looked at her, surprised at this. “Me, being of heroic types you say? Yeah I would agree, nothing can scare me in the least…why?”“How do you define a hero?”While considering this, still working with his hands, he has.