He took the lift from the twenty-first floor towards the ground. He was almost squeezed between the people inside the elevator. He stood with his hand... over his crotch and head tilted at an angle downwards. On floor fourteenth, the elevator door opened.“Ok, I’ll talk to you later,” saying this, a girl cut the call and stepped foot inside. She had a maroon and white coloured checkered shirt on, buttons done just until a hint of bosom showed. She had a tropical tan and hair pulled on over her. Her inexperienced tongue explored my mouth and I massaged it with my own. Her hand came up to my face and mine had slipped to her back, I pulled her up on top of me and she was now straddling me.Our kiss lasted what seemed like minutes, my hands rested on her rear end and I couldn't help but squeeze her cheeks. She was still wearing the summer dress that had revealed so much to me earlier, my hands slipped underneath it to get a firm grip on both of her cheeks. My erection pushed against her. Nora and Rose were sitting on the living room couch. "What's wrong with you?" Nora asked. She never put up with my crap. Not even when I was little. Usually I'd just let her say what she wanted, but I wasn't in the mood that time. I won't say that your absence is what made me snap, but it made something that had been prolonged finally happen. You could say my sanity had been deteriorating for a long time. "Shut the hell up," I snapped at Nora. I not only took her off guard, but Rose as well. I. He nodded that it was 'OK'.She danced with that first gentleman and with most of the other men in the room, as well. Maybe all of them, she wasn't sure. She only knew that she hardly sat down at all for a long time. Some of her partners were shorter and stared straight at her boobs the entire time they danced. Others were as tall or taller than John. To a man, they danced with her respectfully without groping, but each one twirled her around or dipped her, somehow managing to catch a close-up.