Conversation

As Janice approaches us, you lean down toward me and tell me that you would like some music. Dance music. Okay, I think, this should be interesting.

I go to the machine and select a few songs, then turn back to see you offering Janice your hand. The two of you begin to dance, and as you are dancing I can see you sliding your hand along her back, feeling for a clasp.

"Hey!" "Did you say something, Janice?" "Yes. What are you doing back there?"

"Finding what I was looking for," you reply as you unhook her bra with one hand and slide the other up her skirt, lifting it to her waist.