I want to play out my.... our fantasy of grind dancing with a stranger. As that freaky song starts to play( you my ask which one but does it really ma...ter?) I grow extremely hard in anticipation. The same way a stalking tiger picks his prey out of an entire herd, I pick the soft booty that I want to ride out of a large crowd of people. Im getting closer and closer now, dancing my way across the floor. She has spotted me and probably knows my intentions, this is why she casually enjoys herself. I think that waiting to finish our coffee could symbolize our waiting for the "right time" to meet. The fact that we couldn't finish our coffee, no matter how hard we tried, was a symbol for the longing we now have to be together, and the fact that we still haven't made the move. I've decided that the fact that I woke up when we first touched is also symbolic, in a good way. I think our first touch will be so exciting, so thrilling, that it will jolt me awake from the blue funk I've been in. Theylooked like they were about to draw their weapons at little old me.'What am I thinking? Did I just thought of me as a little girl? Thatcan't be right! Must be the drugs again.'I didn't see our usual car waiting outside, she must have parked itsomewhere else. Mom was dragging me to a corner of the building, where adark blue van was waiting with its engine still running. I found it a bitstrange, but didn't think anything of it. Mom however went straight forthe van and wasn't surprised, like I. .and nothing else.she came out and looked stunning! we walked hand in hand to find the right store. I found a empty shoe store with a young kid working. we walked in and I asked Dawn to play along. we looked at some shoes and then the kid came over to us and asked us if we found anything we liked? I told him my girl not sure of her size and he said he would measure her.we both sat down on the chairs and he pulled on of those stools up in front of her. she lifted her knee into her chest to undo.