If Molly didn’t keep me from going overboard last night, I probably would still be buzzed, ‘cause there was this awesome retro-rave themed party a... the Deek house last night. Who said Thursdays are boring nights? Not on this campus. Three words: Glowing Jello Shots. ‘Nuff said.I smiled at Molly as we pulled out our notes. The Prof was already droning on; something about Avocado’s number or guacamole or something. I always say to myself, this time I’m going to take good notes, but this time. The other, in his early twenties, ask Michelle to dance. Remaining in the conversation, Dex kept an eye on the five foot seven or eight, shapely Michelle. Noticing that among other attributes, she was a good dancer. Possibly better than her partner. After a couple of dances, Michelle and the young man returned to her table and he asked one of the cougars to dance. Dex waited a couple of minutes, excused himself and approached Michelle, thinking, "This fine young thing just might be the. “Have I ever told you that?”She shakes her head and says, “Never.”“I do,” he whispers as he kisses her nose once again. “I wish I had said it sooner.”Cynthia goes to open her mouth to give a reply, but the man clamps his hand over it, giving her a half smile and pushing his way deeper inside. AS he withdraws, she arches her back, trying to get more of him inside her. He slides back into her all the way and pauses. She feels amazing. He feels her contract. He meets her eyes and he can tell she. She stared at the ground, refusing to look into his eyes and blushing profusely.He tilted her chin up with one finger, looking into her eyes and giving her a skeptical look.“Alright, but you only get one chance,” he warned her.“If you disobey me or try to run again, I won’t be so forgiving.”She nodded, relief flooding through her.“Get on your knees.” He commanded.She hesitated, but did as she was told.“Now undress me.”He had already removed his jacket and tie, so she began to unzip his pants.