I reddened again and glanced back in the direction of the Latin lady.I reddened again and glanced back in the direction of the Latin lady. She was looking elsewhere, but I noticed that she had moved closer. I was faintly suffocated by it all, and I stood up and walked to the bar. From near the dancing platform, Drew caught my eye and winked. I smiled and turned my head, startled to find the Latin beauty standing next to me. I took a long, slow pull on my drink to subdue the giddi- ness that was welling up inside me. When she said, "Hi," her husky voice made the simply syllable sound like a suggestion. She smiled expectantly. "Hi," I gulped awkwardly. "I'm Maria," she said, "and I think you're gorgeous." "My name is Lori," I stammered back. Nothing like this had ever happened to me, and my head was spin- ning. She titled her drink to her lips and sipped delicately as she watched me through the glass. I finished my own drink only to have the bartender quickly pour another one. When I looked at him questioningly, he simply gestured to Maria. "Courtesy of the lady," he said. When I turned to thank her, I found her hand slowly sliding around my waist. I shivered through my resistance, but, glancing down at her hand, I noticed that my own nipples were as erect as hers. "They're lovely," she said. I smiled coyly, starting to enjoy the forbidden sensation coursing through me. Observing that I was resisting less, she moved in: "You know you want it, and no one else here cares." She was right on both counts. I leaned close as her slowly undulating hips pushed against me. My own honey began to flow, and I became aware of a certain weakness--from the drinks and from this, this, other thing. "Come on," Maria said, urging me away from the bar toward the door. |