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I like to dance. Going out to a club to hear the latest music
is a good way to spend a Friday night for me. The dance floor is
always packed with guys and girls just doing their own thing. Some
of the girls are really hot while others are not. But it’s fun
just to be there.
The last time I went to the local club (the only one anywhere
near the small town I’m from), a peculiar thing happened. The
music had just ended for the night and all the patrons were filing off the
dance floor toward the exits. I was walking with my arms down at
my sides. All of the sudden, I felt a hand pinching my ass.
Instinctively, I swiped back with my hands to catch whoever it was.
Since this has happened twice before, I’m really curious to find
out who keeps groping me. I caught a wrist and held on tightly.
I didn’t look around at who it was right away, but I dragged her
with me despite her protests. When I finally came to a place that
I could confront her, I stopped and wheeled around, still holding
onto her wrist.
What I saw surprised me. Totally. I looked down into the
greenest eyes I have ever seen. She was about 5′6″, had long blond
hair, and she was really tan. Her face was totally hot. I was
almost mesmerized by her eyes. But I couldn’t forget the business
at hand. (more…)