One. I had Maxie, Maxie my boyfriend, Maxie who understood me as best he could, who tried and cared and was beautiful and talented and confident. And ...hen I threw it all away. I stood, wanting to run back, and the train left. It left without my heart and soul on it.I had no idea what I'd done.I'd woken up from a dream where my attacker had killed Maxie. Again. And he hadn't been there. I'd wanted to hold onto his body, let the warmth of him wash the dream away and he hadn't been there. It had. . So I had 3 hours to kill what was I to do.. I sat there picturing the whole night as she dances and strips up on stage for everyone too see...9:30 approaches and I leave to go to the club.. I arrive at 5 to 10:00 and she greets me with my favorite drink escorts me to a special table and said sit and relax ill be on in 15 min.. I sipped my drink and the music changed to "Closer" and there she was she came right out on stage with confidence. She was wearing a sexy red mini with a tight red. The DJ was playing a slow tune when she got back to the table. Without a word Jeff swept her onto the floor. This time he pressed against her just a little more. She pressed back, liking the way his body felt against hers. For a moment she entertained the thought of taking him somewhere and having sex. No, that was against her rules. She didn't have sex with any of the boys in school.As slow song followed slow song she could feel his reaction to her body. She'd felt the same thing with every. As he did this I could feel his breath on my neck and his arm brush my breast as he reached through. I didnt think anything of it and kept washing up, but the next trip he made, he did it again but this time he pushed into me a little bit more and I felt his cock against me through his jeans. Now I dont know if it was the joint we had shared or what, but my nipples started to stiffen and my pussy started to moisten. I was now starting to get inexplicably wet. I felt flustered and confused.