It was one of the few that were unoccupied. ‘Come on Heather,’ she shouted, ‘just in time to stake our claim!’ With Supergirl in tow, she stro...e over the dance floor, sidestepping some of the more enthusiastic dancers, and jumped up the small flight of stairs to her target table, just in time to see a poor imitation of Brad Pitt slide into the seat as they got there. ‘Damn!’ said Heather behind her, ‘Just too late.’ ‘Are you serious?’ snorted Batgirl, turning back to the interloper, ‘Excuse me. I was hoping she’d find it a bit titillating, and sure, enough, she did. And said so to no one in particular. “Oh this feels naughty,” she exclaimed. I took the opportunity, being several steps above her, to look over her shoulder at her nipples. They were standing out very strongly, and were mounted atop a pair of very crinkly cone-shaped areolae. I quickened my step, and reached over her shoulder, flicking one nipplenonchalantly with my fingertip. “I see you find this a little exciting,” I. I nodded as I tried to swallow remembering how it felt when she grabbed my joint in the parking lot and when she felated me as I drove.Yeah, I'd agree with that. Kitty's definitely a bad girl.“You'll be the third fellah Cletus's caught with Katy-Anne. First one he's ever laid out though. You musta pissed him off something fierce, boy.” I remembered with some satisfaction the sight of Kitty slumped over the trunk of my Packard, cum leaking from her asshole and nodded.Yeah, you could say. I tried to look happy and put on a pretty good show, I thought."Alright, spill," Sammy said."What are you talking about?" I asked."You are the reason I take every breath, I know something is bothering you. Spill," she ordered."I am unhappy that I can't dance with you girls. Those times are some of my best memories. It is killing me not to be able to do it anymore," I confessed.They were all hugging me and crying. I hugged them back and told them that I would get over it."I am calling Shands.