The place was loud, with bodies packed together on the dance floor, which we slowly drifted out onto. It took nearly ten minutes for the idea to form ...n my mind, and another five to start acting on it.The music was loud, the tempo quick as I leaned forward, pressing my breasts to your chest while I spoke into your ear. The conversation was casual as my fingers slid down to the front of your jeans, pressing gently against your groin. It didn't take long for that impressive piece of meat to start. " Oh, no thanks," I stepped inside and put my bag down on the floor."No, I insist," Jack said, going to the kitchen.It had been a rough night. After being manipulated by Janice into giving my life away, I just got up and left. The orgasm had turned out to be a blessing, because it cleared my head. What was I doing? Giving up my career? All that money my parents spent to put me through college? All those years working to become an IT manager?I went to sit on the couch exhausted. Originally, I. I insisted, and finally she agreed to go.I told her I would pick her up at 6:30, that I needed to shower and change clothes. She said she had to do the same.When I arrived at her apartment, she came to the door, and was dressed as plainly as before, and still was not wearing any makeup.She told me where most people in the town went to eat, so we went there. As we placed our order, I ordered wine, and she hesitated, saying "I rarely consume alcohol." I replied, "just take a few sips, you. "Thanks," Amy murmured dazedly as she accepted the can. She was looking even more exhausted than earlier, George noted as he took his seat again.George watched as she drank. Her thin, flawless neck gulped down a few swigs from the aluminum can before she continued talking. He no longer even pretended to listen. Everything she was saying was bullshit, anyway, just a bunch of teenage drama. What he was interested in had nothing to do with her friends or the bullshit intrigue of teenage.