When the room was a blue and white blur, he said, "Open them, now." She opened her eyes and immediately burst into delighted laughter. "I can't skate ...his fast," she said breathlessly. "I know," he replied. He was still accelerating. She put her head back, not seeming to notice that she was squeezing his hands. In another lap, he started to slow. But now, her posture was easier. "That was fun," she said. He let go of one of her hands and turned to skate forward again. "Will you do it again?". I had french'd a girl before but nothing as good as this. Heat, lust, and alcohol took over. Our hands without thinking started exploring each others warm bodies. One hand held her hips and the other cupped her breast. She began to strip down and when she took off her bra, her breasts were exposed and I was mesmerized by the size. They were so big for a perfectly in shape girl like her. Her body was perfect, big tits, hips, ass, and nice legs. We kissed some more, and then I kissed her neck.. ”“You have a room leased there? Is their a back door?”“That’s the first thing she asked, too. Yes, there’s a back door. I rent it from Gloria Medlin, the woman who manages Dixie Furniture in Stewart.”“I don’t know her, but I’d love to know where that room is.”“Would you really? Who would you like for me to invite over while we’re there?”“I met a friend of yours not long ago when I had to stop by the bank there in Stewart. I knew her Mom, and we had her uncle arrested in this Drug Cartel mess.. The friends were engulfed by a wall of sound that had increased several decibels since they’d retreated into the bathroom. The thumping music was so loud, the floor beneath their stilettos bounced. Mouths agape, they linked arms securely before picking a path through the milling throng. Their shoes stuck to the sticky carpets, the stench of sweat took their breath away, but the atmosphere was electric. “Where are we going?” Maddie yelled as she hopped over a comatose man on the floor in front.