She opened the door, her anxiety palpable. She was still wearing her heels. I didn’t know what to say, didn’t have the words to convince her to do...what was right. The door to her bedroom was open and to try and distract her from throwing me out, I headed toward it. I heard her sigh behind me. “Nate, come on. What are you doing?” I didn’t answer. Couldn’t answer. I was in her room and it made my head spin. Overload. The wardrobe, with the mirror. How many times had we watched ourselves fucking,. He's always loved dancing, ever since we met. I feel awkward and self-conscious on the dance floor but after a drink or too my love looses his inhibitions and lets his body flow with the music. It's so fucking hot. He gives my hand a squeeze and he starts to prowl. He's dancing as he's moving around the room, looking for someone to dance with, his hips bucking and swaying with the pounding bass, his toes and heels tapping down in time to the complex rhythm of the music. A girl sees him and. More

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