I bit my lip as I returned his sly gaze and continued my path to the crowded corner of the makeshift dance floor. Spilled beer cans lay on the cement ...loor of the unfinished basement and created a musky scent that clouded the air. Blacklights and strobe lights pounded into the crowd as my eyes strained to see where he had disappeared to. My mind slowly drifted to the music as the DJ played “Get Em Girl”. My body automatically mirrored the beat as my hips swayed rapidly in perfect rhythm. This. I pinched her thigh so hard. She screamed in pain and was hitting me everywhere. I was just laughing and covering myself. She started slapping my cheeks. I said no for that. She didnt stop.Me: sindhu stop. One more slap. I will bite your cheek like anything, i am serious.She slapped me again. Thats it. I held her hands and tried to bite her cheek. She said no and didnt let me. I tried hard. She just escaped and slept turning around with her salwar around her face. I tried to turn her around.. She pulls it straight back most of the time, and tries to make her image at work look more mature and business like, however it has been a loosing battle. She is a unpretentious cute blond, and from a distance looks just like a teenager that no one would suspect has two, almost grown children. Her eyes are a beautiful blue/green. But her lips and the way she purses and puckers them, a most appealing girlish habit of hers, is one of the most endearing and incredible qualities about her. These. The man tried to explain, glancing over, "I was looking for an excuse to get Winnie over to another section." {Tammy noticed, again, how he wouldn't look at her unless he had to.}Tammy accused, "You thought that telling her that just because she's a girl, she's expected to do housework would interest her?" {He didn't like looking at the others, but in Tammy's case, it seemed more deliberate.}Winnie said, "It certainly distracted me. Until I ran away to you two." Dad!" Jesse protested. "We.