Why do you think I wore my tightest, shiniest skirt”?His hands slid up & down over the taught slippery fabric, squeezing my contours on every stroke...I stared seductively into his eyes but he looked distracted. He knew he was becoming drunk with my seduction. He shook his head & pushed me away.“That’s enough just shut up, Jesus you’re a fucking nightmare”!He was shaking his head his hands raked through his hair as he tried to clear his head of my advances. He was angry with me & his own. I don’t know about her figure stats but God she was hot as hell.I had a crush on her from the day I had met her but even after I confessed my love for her she declined. She wanted us to be just friends. Then we got close. Really really close. We had many things in common and our birth month was one amongst them. She was just 2 days younger than me.On my birthday, she gifted me a scrap book with all the idiotic pics of us and things. And that’s when I remembered that I had to buy her a gift. It was almost the exact same time she had left the first day I had sat out here like a crazy stalker. Hmm… I watched her drive away, and realized that she must be going to work. I didn’t know that she worked second shift. In fact, I was pretty sure that she never had to work at all. The lotus pose had become stiff, so I stretched out a bit, and worked through a few other poses as much as there was room to do so in my car. Once I was finished, I felt relaxed and refreshed… and ready to take on. When she took a break, she put on her coat and boots, and stood for a few minutes, catching her breath and drinking gulps of hot tee that she had in a thermos. Her cheeks were pink from the cold air; her lips were blue from the cold. But she was not concerned by that. Elena smiled charmingly to the spectators and replied cheerfully on the exited remarks. After the short break, she took off her coat and boots and started the next dance.She performed every dance barefoot. Her feet got red from.