Reluctantly, I said, “Sit back down Gillian.”She gave me a grateful look, sat down again, and I could sense Karen relax a little.“I don’t know...about you two, but I’m hungry, so it’s either the village pub or we order in. Personally, I could murder a pint. I’m guessing that there’s a lot more to this than the pair of you are admitting to, and I’d like to get to the bottom of it.”Gillian said, “It might be better if we stay in, the paparazzi have been trying to find me since my recent public. All my friends do." The music slows as we talk, and our movements become slower too, slightly seductive. "Hi Tasha, I'm Danielle. Dani, for you, hun." We talk a bit, unconsciously reducing the space separating us. Our breasts brush, as if by coincidence, but it is no concidence. I feel elated and dizzied by Dani's attention. By the end of the dance, we are talking intimately. Unusually intimately, for two strangers. "Tasha, I noticed you staring at me." Dani says with a sweet smile. I can't. They had been friends for many years, both secretly longing for one another but never wanting to take the chance. She was so beautiful sitting there. Not wearing anything special, just her normal casual jeans and favorite cotton button up blouse. He could no longer control his urge, he had to dance with her. She sipped at her drink, not taking her eyes off of him while he stood and asked her to dance. She set her drink down and they slowly made their way to the floor and began dancing ever so. Damon grasped onto me and pounded my pussy, gravity held me down and made my pussy pound his cock. Oh god Damon, you feel so good, I want you so bad! Damon moaned louder and pounded harder and harder. His fangs met with my neck and I felt that piercing pain in my neck again. He had bit me, I could feel my warm blood trickling down my neck. Damon started to kiss me and I could taste my blood on my lips. I kissed him back passionately as I was being pumped by his cock. My body was building up.