Jenn grabbed Doug's hand as left their table to dance. Already, there were hundreds of people packed on to the club's dance floor. The crowd seethed with the music. The pair moved with the crowd as they slowly pushed through the mass.
Having suitably immersed themselves into the throng, Jenn turned and began to move to the music. Doug followed Jenn's lead. The drinks and the heat and the flashing lights of the darkened room soon left an otherworldly feeling impression upon Doug. It was hard not to keep from bumping into those around him. At times, it seemed that the only think keeping them up was the support of others.
Jenn and Doug found themselves uncontrollably bumping into each other as well. Doug didn't mind. How could he? Jenn was as beautiful as anyone in the club. On this evening, she had chosen to wear a plain, black dress. Though the high neckline concealed any hopes for cleavage, the high hem left plenty of leg in view. Doug looked down at Jenn's legs as they danced. They were tan from the summer sun and the ever building sweat made them glisten in the light of the strobes.
