You knock on my door and take a deep breath. After what seems like an eternity I open the door. Suddenly you don't mind the wait as you let your eyes glaze my body. My soft red hair is pulled back in a ponytail, my skin kissed with freckles and my lips are glossed with a hint of pink. My neck is hugged by a black necklace and my shoulders are bare with only the hindrance of a tank top. A light blue tank top to match my eyes and it clings to my body and curves around my chest.
Your eyes trail down to my black leather skirt as it outlines the top of my legs. It ends at my fingers tips and you smile to yourself as you notice my black converse tennis shoes (such a kid). When you finally look back at my face my eyes sparkle at you and I smile sweetly. You reach for my hand and lead me to the car; open the door and close it behind me. We're silent in the car, just taking in the aroma of our wanting bodies and listening to the labored breath of our devious minds. I squirm a little in my seat, rubbing my legs together and you feel a stirring in your pants.
You park and hurry to open my door. As I'm getting out you take my hand and pull me close, pressing against me and kissing me softly. A subtle taste and we part. You close the door and smile smugly for you know how much you make me melt...I take a deep breath and we walk inside, up the three flights of stairs and out on the floor.
The house lights are dim but the band has yet to take the stage. I lead the way and decide to pass, for now, on the getting a drink. We walk through the crowd and try to get closer to the stage. I put your hands on my hips and you follow behind me until we position ourselves in the front half of the floor. I jump up and down a little and admire the "bouncing floors." You steady me and put your head down to kiss the side of my neck as I purr in your ear.