Along one side was a long bar , on the other a long row of booths , with high tables and stools down the middle and the dance foor at the end. The onl... problem was the place was packed , no open booths , tables , not even an empty bar stool , but I did see a couple of empty stools at one of the tables . At the table there were a couple of guys sitting there , so I took Jan By the hand and led her in that direction. When I put my hand in hers , her palms were soaked with sweat , I curled our. * Another night alone, once again thinking of you but here I am… ALONE This is my life, a boring life with nothing to do, no one to talk to… but I did it to myself and now I have to pay… better get back to sleep and think not, just sleep, let my soul fly and find you up there… ——————————- Those words describe Sandra Ivelisse Vega, a Puerto Rican patient at a Psychiatric Institution. She’s been hospitalized for the past 5 years due to the ingestion of a drug mixed on her drink by her boyfriend,. Suddenly, he stopped, and threw me on the living room couch. "Rip your stockings, slut! Show me that pussy". I obeyed, and he ate my pussy like no one had eaten it before. His tongue was driving me mad with pleasure. I started moaning, and he said I was too noisy, and that he should silence me. He came on top of me, heads down, and he shoved his cock in my mouth. Then he lay down on me and continued to eat me up. He was fucking my throat with his cock, and my pussy with his tongue. I was. "Waltz, my dear?" I asked with a grin.She just smiled as she rose from her seat and followed me onto the dance floor. Ron and Jill soon followed and momentarily the whole room was out on the floor waltzing to the music as the band played on.As Lynn and I waltzed around the room, I was proud to be dancing with such an attractive woman. Yet, I could not help but glance over to Ron and Jill from time to time. That mysterious woman in the black dress with the diamond earrings sparking in the light.