I leaped into the middle of the room, eyes closed, launching myself into a frenzied twirl and then a shameless dance with the pulsing rhythm. The whoo...ing and cat-calls began immediately, and I wanted to laugh with them, but I struggled to maintain my gameface, even as I brazenly paraded and parodied that art form most ridiculous to my heart, "dirty dancing."I writhed and thrusted my pelvis, shimmied my shoulders, and felt up every plane and orifice of my body over and over, even running out of. She pulled back and sat back on the sofa reaching out for her drink which she finished off, “Mmm sir, so good, please can I have some more?” she asked, this girl was very polite.I walked out to refill her glass and get another beer with my erection bouncing around in front of me and on my return Lucy was just running through her answers, I handed her the drink which she took a quick sip and then reached across to put it on the table giving me another good peek at her panties, this time I was. The room was black and silent Liz senses as subdued as the lights.Twenty minutes later the bedroom door creaked open and two figures crept in. The door closed and the bed side table came on. Pa Angel stood watching as his wife stroked Liz's head, checking the hot chocolate was empty then slowly gently removing the top fluffy pillow putting it in the cupboard. The spiked drink had always worked but lately they had felt they needed more assurance so a chloroform soaked pillow case had enhanced. She continued: "And I think sometimes I feeljealous of you." Jealous!" Mandy repeated."Uh-huh." Another sip of wine. "You seem to have everything a girl coulddream of. You're just so beautiful. You're even a nice person. Somethinginside me thinks it just isn't fair. You get all your wishes granted andthe rest of us have had to do it the hard way. And yet I know I'mbenefiting as well, more than I could ever have imagined. I'm learning somedifficult things about myself. I don't think I like some.