The same shadows were dancing around the room. He could hear soft music emerging from the background over the crackle of the fireplace. As he was imme...sed deeper into the setting, a flood of emotions overcame him. These were sweet emotions that he hadn’t felt for a very long time. He always knew that the emotions were there, hiding somewhere waiting to be rediscovered. Waiting to be set free. He knew they were there, he just hadn’t seen or felt them for a long time. He felt himself being drawn. ‘You don’t say much, do you, Stacey?’ she purred. She moved so close to the young man he could feel the heat radiating from her. The scent of her expensive perfume filled his nose. ‘Since you don’t seem to be a man of many words…’ Carol murmured, as her arms slid around his neck and her body pressed against his, ‘you must be a man of action.’ She tilted her head up, Stacey bent his face down to hers, and their lips met. Passion arced through him like lightening and immediately he felt his cock. It was hours later and I still hadn’t heard from him. I called. I texted. I was getting nothing. I really couldn’t fathom where the hell he would go for so long. I finally got tired of waiting, so I used the "find my iphone" app. My stomach sank when I saw his location; it looked an awful lot like he was at his ex-girlfriend’s house.Now I was fucking pissed. I made the immediate decision to show up at that party, because fuck him. I still had some of my old party clothes in the closet. I don’t. Don't even start being possessive with me ... I won't have it ... I'm not some kid to be led around by the cock and then thrown aside at your whim!" Maybe we should just call this evening off ... I'll just go on my way and we can forget we ever ran into each other..."Tears flowing, she flung herself at me, arms tight around my waist."No ... no ... no ... please Matt..." she sobbed into my shoulder. "Please ... I'm sorry ... sorry."Finally she looked at me."It's just that I've been so stupid ....