With a final kiss to the two beautiful girls beside you, you rise unsteadily to your feet. Your head is swimming, as you retrieve your clothes from the ground and pull them on shakily. You are relieved when two pairs of hands come to your rescue, making adjustments, buttoning you up, tucking you in. The touch is sweet, and refreshing after the heat of your recent passion.
With your own preparations complete, you turn to Rebecca and Katherine, aiding them in properly rearranging their undergarments, and making themselves a bit more presentable. There are numerous giggles between the three of you, scattered kisses and playful pinches as well. You all finish by brushing the dust of the ground off of your clothing, trying to remove any evidence of your recent horizontal adventures.
With a deep final laugh, the two girls take up an arm of yours each, as you proceed back towards the dance. You three easily blend back into the crowd of the dance, but you don't feel the need to talk to any of them, so ecstatic are you with your "dates." They too are amused, and lead you towards the dance floor, where a slow song you quite enjoy happens to be playing.
The three of you dance. It is quite fun, apart from one awkward point at which you accidentally step on both their feet at the same time. However, a little laugh and kiss soothes any hard feelings and your night continues.
A little later, Katherine turns to Rebecca and says, "I need to visit the little girls room." With that she takes Rebecca's arm, obviously intent on spiriting her off to the ladies.
"Planning on doing anything interesting in there?" You grin at them as they move away, arm in arm.
"Not without you there at least!" Rebecca calls back over her shoulder. The remark sends the girls into peals of laughter as they rush off.
Alone now in the crowd, you look around, noting the various couples and singles scattered about. The enjoyment seems to permeate the place, with one major exception.
Over in the corner, you notice your media teacher Ms. Welles, dressed in a shimmering green dress. Her makeup is light, but attractive. She is not much older than you are and she looks more like a student than a teacher does. She seems bored, utterly bored. Her hand swirls a drink listlessly, and her face scans the crowd. Suddenly her eyes light on you, and she smiles softly, an amused look on her face as your eyes meet.
You wonder what she could possibly be thinking? Should you go talk to her or wait for your "dates" to come back from the ladies? |