Suspiciously Cheesy Motel

[KillerMuffin]

I wasn't paying too much attention to Marcus's cock, even though I was sucking on it, doing my imitation of a chick suck startin a Harley. He was moaning and jacking his hips all over, so I must have been doing something right. No, I was to into what my fingers were doing, making my eyes cross and little moans and squeals come out. Three fingers inside, ready...

I worked the KY into his cock as well, never hurts to grease him up first, there was tight and there was tight. Hoped he didn't blow like a rocket, but he'd already dumped 2 loads in the last hour, so he should be able to hold back long enough to fuck me into an orgasmic frenzy.

"On your back Kathy. You wanna taste of puss, lay on your back." I said. Wordlessly, she nodded, eyes wide, and sprawled on her back. I shifted her over until she was more centered on the bed. Didn't want Marc to fall off the thing. I crawled over her into a 69, then looked back over at him.

He took one look at my upturned ass and shoved his prick deep into my pussy. "Gawd you're tight." He sounded surprised.

"Sure, wrong hole." I replied, gritting my teeth. He paused.

"Wrong hole?" He looked down. "But its in your pussy."

"Like I said, wrong hole. Stick it in my ass. C'mon baby, fuck me like you mean it."

 

[Kepic]

Marcus

In the ass? I paused, then slowly pulled out of Muff's pussy. I wasn't sure about this... anal sex? Soemthing I've never done before, and something I've never envisaged myself doing. But two broads in front of me on the bed, in a 69er, the smell of sex in the air... hell, why not?

So I grasped her buttocks, pulling them apart, revealing her puckered anus, took a deep breath, and pressed it home. Well, almost. Eased it home, more like, gritting my teeth as I pushed it inch by slow inch inside, as Muff began to eat out Kathy, and vice versa. The sounds of their tongues lapping away in earnest, their loud moans and groans, were giving me more than a little encouragement, so I began to screw Muff's ass, at first with a rather slow, unrythmic thrusts, as I experimented with how far, how fast, I could press her there, groaning myself from how tight - and how surprising good - it felt, before starting into a more steady pace...

 

[kathy stl]

Ruuufffffff!

Mmmmpppffff Mmmmmpppffff, my overheated breathing while the Muffin pressed her pink wet cunnie on to my face. I was eating pussy. My tongue working its way past those puffy pink folds and up in there. I was eating pussy. Is this reality? This whole motel was crazey.

But aaaauuuuugh! god there god there! my hips squirming on the old bed covers. She was eating my pussy. My words cuming out gud tar gud tar, muffled in Muff's slit. But please don't stop my mind was beegging. Her tongue, her's up where mine was. Was she trying to, what? mimic me lead me?

Her tongue flicked up my now dripping stickey slit all the way to my red clitty. Without thinking mine did the same on her. Tongue lashing games. Pussy eating games. Me. An investment banker. Muff diving. Literally (sorry, couldn't resist.)

But oh when she nibbled on the folds of my cunt lips. To die. I like these games. I love these guys. Is this an Olympic event?

But now. Is he gonna push that thing up there! He is! pushing me out of the way. Hey! I try not to cry at him, that is my spot! But the Muff says something. Wrong hole. And he goes away. Ruuuuffff! my face right back up there!

And what was he doing now? Besides slapping his balls in my face? as...as...he fucked her ass? Doesn't matter, little ball slapping ain't getting me outta there! Ruuf! Ruuf!

 

[kathy stl]

Muff?

ooc: "doing my imitation of a chick suck startin a Harley", I am stupid about bikes, so I have to ask just what this is?

And to all - is this thread dead? should I find out where angie went?

 

[Kepic]

OOC: I was wondering about this thread too. KillerMuffin, you still playing on this?

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOooooops

It hit page two and out of sight out of mind. Drat. Spankins to the Muffster.

IC: I slid two fingers inside of Kathy and rubbed absently at her clit with a thumb. The feeling of his cock working in and out of me was unbelievable, particularly with her tongue doing its magic on my pussy at the same time. It wouldn't take much more for me to cum.

He reached around, grabbing at my one my breasts, and gently squeezed the nipple. She slipped two fingers into my pussy as well, pushing up against the walls, feeling his cock sliding heavily inside. I screamed and sank my teeth into the blankets, managing to stop myself from taking a bite out of Kathy's leg.

My body quivered and everything tightened down, especially my ass around his cock, as I started cumming hard.

 

[Kepic]

Marcus

Suddenly, Muff's buttocks clenched, and my cock felt like it was in a vice. She was cumming hard and fast.

I knew that she was flooding Kathy's face right now, from the suddenly increased squeals and lapping sounds that were coming up from below my waist, and that put me over the edge too.

Unable to pull out, from those tightly constricting muscles of her back passage, I released my load inside of her, grunting heavily and groping Muff's breast like an amateur as I did so.

 

[angie girl]

trouble (look I'm back)

That dangerous guy was gonna be pissed when he finds out how these two ripped his shirt getting it off me. Or would he be pissed at me for stealing it? A nice chamois shirt too, really liked the way it felt.

Angela, you think of the strangest things while ya got a total stranger's dick stuffed in your mouth. But still, I could ask him wear he bought it. That shirt, not this guys dick I mean. Wasn't that much of a dick anyway. Kinda stringey like a noodle. So I licked and lapped at it without much conviction. Still moaning and doing the wide eyed thing enough to make him think I was impressed. One thing I learned long ago, never use the word noodle around a guys erection.

Ok, two quick blow jobs, grab my bundles, maybe boost the bitches beemer (alliteration in literotica, who says this ain't art?) and get outa this mad house. Except, the thought of what must be in those dog chow bags, mmmmm.

Unfortunately this guy ain't blasting off and getting it over with. Now I am working his buddie's meager prick and they are suddenly pulling the blankets back like we are setting up house. Uh-uh. They get me on that bed and close the door and Angie Babe may never be heard from again.

The brunette hunkette was in trouble.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Trying to come down from that orgasm while nose deep in pussy was pretty damned difficult. I flicked out my tongue and worked my fingers, listening to Kathy squeal. Braced on my hands and knees, trying to hold up the dead weight of the post climactic Marcus made it a little harder.

BRRREEEEP. BREEEEEP. "FUCK!" Damned cellphone. I hated Tony in that instant. I really really did. I managed to roll over, throwing Marcus off then climb out of bed.

"What?" I demanded.

"Where the fuck are Muggs and Pete? Whose watchin the stuff?"

Who? "Who the fuck are Muggs and Pete? Wait, Muggs Gillis and Pete Meyer? You hired those two stupid fucks? They just got out for rapin an old lady when they were sposed to watch Maury the Lynch's stuff?! Tony you are a bonafide MORON."

"Don't gimme that shit Muff. You sure this stuff ain't gonna blow sittin there like that?"

"No Tony, its not gonna blow. I told you that asshole. It takes fire and pressure. You could burn the shit all day and not a damned thing will happen."

Marcus came over to the window, where this whispered conversation was taking place, and nibbled on my hip, poking around in my pussy with his finger.

"I gotta go Tony."

"Go watch the stuff."

"Go fuck yourself. Thats what you got the bobsie twins for."

"Dammit Muff. Go watch the fuckin shit till I get there! Damn, why do you have to make this difficult? Or did you find some poor sap to plug your ass for ya?"

"Jealous cause you ain't doin it?" I snapped, the slammed the phone shut. I smiled down at Marcus, running my fingers over his hair. "I feel like a swim. Wanna cum?"

 

[Kepic]

Marcus

I had heard enough of Muff's words to now know something was really going down here. Better keep close tabs on her... not that I couldn't get much closer than I'd already been... and try and figure out what.

"Another swim?" I said, "why not..."

I glanced back at Angie, led on the bed, and realised the call had caught her pleasure short, while I and Muff had reached an orgasm.

"Hmm... maybe you'd better finish off what you started with Angie there first" I added.

 

[kathy stl]

dumbfounded

ooc: this is posted under the influence of demerol so please forgive. Maybe my gf will correct it for me. (I swear it is under doctor's orders, do not do drugs.)

Muggs Gillis and Pete Meyer? like they are real people, crack my skinney ass up Muff. And poor Kepic got his rocks off so bad he lost track of the story. Kathy, as in me Kathy, was getting her pussy lapped. Angie is about to get raped by "Muggs Gillis and Pete Meyer". At least now she's been properly introduced to them.

ic: Huh? slackjawed and dumbfounded I lay on the old mattress staring at the peeling ceiling. Where did that tongue go? where did all the moist warm flesh go? Voices, as my head spins. Arguments? Forcing myself to sit up and facing the reality that, yes, I was naked in a trashey no-tell motel with these two people, The Muff? and what was his name? Never met them before. Had my face between her smooth warm thighs, tasting her slick slightly salty and wonderful girl cum. He had been slapping my face with his fat hairey balls.

So what had gone wrong with that? why did that have to stop so sudden? Looking at them and pouting. Unconciously two fingers of my right hand bewtween my thighs, dipped up into my drippey hot cunt hole. Working up and pressing out against my flaming pink twat. Other hand pinching hard on my engorged nipple, twisting it till tears came to my eyes.

The Muff looking at me, her naked body glistening and so beautiful, her face almost fed up with frustration. Holding out her hand to me.

Come on Kathy-poo, we both look like sex slimed cunts, lets take a dip! she insists. Since when did I enjoy being called kathy-poo?

[Edited by kathy stl on 10-08-2000 at 02:48 PM]

 

[KillerMuffin]

Angie was no where in sight, neither was the mutt. Dammit. The two morons had taken off as well, leaving the Caddy backed up trunk open to the ass end of my truck. Might as well put a bright neon sign up that says yo cops! something is WRONG with this picture!

I jumped into the water and ducked under to scream my frustration.

Kathy slipped into the water with me, back to wearing something. Hhumph. I sauntered over to her and helped her back out of her clothes, pitching them onto the sidewalk.

"Freeballin..." I sang, badly, to the tune of Tom Petty. Speaking of balls, where did Marcus get off to?

 

[Kepic]

Marcus

Muff grabbed her hand and pulled her up off of the bed, and the walked out. Kathy grabbed up her wet dress, and followed her, and I saw her slip into the pool with Muff outside.

I had just picked up the phone to make a call of my own, when I heard Muff shout-

"Kreskin!"

I leaned out of the door and looked in the direction she had, to see her dog (though obviously it didn't think much of being anyone's pet) sat by a door, tearing at a shirt between its paws with its teeth.

My shirt!

"Hey!" I said, "that's mine!"

As I went over purposefully, I saw through the door.

Shit!

Angie was being man-handled by the same two guys who were offloading those bags earlier. But she didn't look too happy about it.

"Shit!" I said aloud, echoing my earlier thought, half way to the door. One of the guys was about to close it, and saw me coming.

"Got lost, pal" he half-shouted, "this is a private party". He had it all but closed when I reached it.

"Consider me a gate-crasher" I retorted, as I kicked out, flinging the door back open to hit him. He fell back with a yell, and his mate looked round in surprise.

"Pete?" he said, "who the hell are you?"

"The guy who's about to kick your ass" I said.

He spat "I don't think so" and pushed Angie away, pulling a flickknife from his jacket pocket, and springing the blade.

OOC: OK... not exactly a knight in shining suit of armour to the rescue, more a knight in his pink birthday suit to the rescue. Naked karate time?!

 

[angie girl]

ooc: so waz a flicknife? and is it better than being on my back? well, it's late. Nitie.

 

[angie girl]

better or worse?

Just as I saw the door closing, and was figuring I was in deep do do this time, The door slammed open and one a the guys went flying backwards over the bed and on to his ass. The bad smelling one with his fingers up my snatch and tongue down his throat cursed and got off me. I didn't know what was going on but I was thankful for small favors. Things might just be getting worse, but faced with the prospect of that goon finishing what he was starting, and I'll taken anything else.

So there was the dangerous guy, naked? both a them naked, this place was so genuinely weird. And the goon coming up with a knife or razor? Damn. His back to me, from the bed I could see his dirty sack of shitty balls hanging between his legs. The ones about a minute from being in my mouth.

Oh well Angela, you've always wanted to do this, so, springing up lightly I reach up from behind him to put my hands on his shoulders, and then, then my knee comes up as fast and as hard as all those hours on a stairstepper would allow. Sound like a goblet crushed at a jewish wedding. Oh. I think that worked, cause he's either puking, choking to death or cursing his mother for giving birth to him. Crumpled like a popped balloon. Damn what I could do with a pair of stiletto heels right now.

I look up at the dangerous man. A little smile. You're gonna be pissed about your shirt, I grin.

 

[KillerMuffin]

An inhuman banshee shreik echoes through the motel parking lot, bouncing carelessly off of walls and pavement. A moment later Kreskin adds his long mournful howling. Dumping Kathy over unceremoniously, I run to the truck, pull out the glock, then charge into the room Marcus is blocking with his naked body.

Pete is on his ass in a corner, Muggs is heaving his guts out on the floor and Ang is standing over him, looking supremely self satisfied.

Well fuck.

"Muffin. Babe. There you are. Nice tits." Pete says, trying to get to his feet. "Um, me n Muggs got it covered, really. We was just getting um, gettin to know this young lady. She was snoopin round the truck."

"Idiots." I grumbled. "Fucking idiots. I'm not getting paid to do your jobs. Get your fat ass down there and sit on the stuff."

Pete looked horrified. "It'll blow!"

"It will not blow! It takes fire and pressure and you only got pressure. Just don't fart." I growl. Grabbing Muggs by his hair, I haul him, still dry heaving, past Marcus, "Excuse me." down to the truck. "You move I will blow out both of your kneecaps."

"Why the hell are you the only one who gets to have fun?"

"Cause you're stupid." I stomp over to the pool and hide the glock in the towel with the cell phone, then sit on a chaise and pout.

 

[Kepic]

Marcus

OOC: OK, I know the glock's a gun (a semi-automatic pistol, right?), but the stuff in the truck? Some kind of explosive, I take it. Correct me if I'm wrong, 'cos I think my character would know about these things, even if I don't!

IC:
I winced more than a little myself as Pete hit the floor, from Angie's fastly raised knee. What seemed like only moments later, Muff came storming in as well, and I noted that she sure certainly knew how to hold a gun.

Well, after she had hauled the two guys out to 'do their job', I looked at Angie.

"You all right?" I said, and she nodded.

"Good" I said, with a smile, "look... I'm just going to get cleaned up. You know which is my room..."

I headed out again, back to my room, waving to Muff and Angie on the way.

"See you guys in a little bit" I said.

Once inside, I picked up my cellphone, and called in.

"Yeh, its me. Look, something big is going down here. I want you to check the numbers of these vehicles, see if you can turn anything up on their owners, recent history and so on... I'll let you know of any more developments... no, it's all right, everythings under control..."

After giving my partner the plates of the truck and car, I hit the shower.

 

[kathy stl]

loving this thread

ooc: OK, this is a joint post by Angie and me. Like most of these have been. Well anyway she "forces" me to rewrite her stuff. How can she "force" me on-line? Well we are having fun.

Angie

All I wanted was a good nights sleep in return for a blow job.

I didn't count on sex in the pool, the mystery man, the suthin sexy gal, but then, I did enjoy the bitch getting doggie humped and then watching her slip the tongue in Muff, but no way counted on the two dirty guys cornering me in that room.

Ok fans. So I am not Miss Gentile. But that freaked me, gawd they smelled bad.

Kathy

Who knows. Not me. Should I just get in the beemer, fuck the air, and run from this hell house? But there she was. That girl with the southern accent and the great tasting pussy. Maybe if I talked to her? would she talk to me? if I offered to lick her snatch would she talk to me? fill me in on all the things i have never imagined?

Angie

He did say I knew what room he was in. So. The door was open, the steam pouring outa the bathroom. I tossed what was left of the shirt on the chair and stood there naked. Leaving the door open, a sudden fear of closed doors.

He comes outa the shower wet, red skinned, the way men get, hair dripping, clean but still with that smell they have. I love that smell.

He looks up, not a blink. Maybe a tiny smile, maybe not. Looking at the brunette hunkette in all her glory, or her best imitation of glory. Little five three, cute rounded 34b-24-34 figure, face like I am twelve. (I am NOT monitors). Trying to strike a pose for him.

Hi, he says calm.

The shirts ruined, I say, my head indicating his torn chamois shirt.

Ummm, I liked that shirt. But no convistion in it.

So did I.

We meet each other's eyes. Hey, I am saying, maybe ya noticed? I never got voted Miss Congeniality?

Yeah, that was a little smile for sure.

But back there? in that room? they'd got the door closed? my eyes down, that woulda been ugly even for me.

Now my eyes up, back on his.

So am saying thanks, ok am not a total alley cat, plus ready to do thanks. Ya want, you got the hunkette for as long and whatever ya fancy.

Letting my hands drop, showing it all, my nips pinged, hair tossed wild and crazy. The down there thing shaved bare.

He smiles. It was just what had to be done, not my stlye to taked advantage.

I kick the door, hard, closed behind me. Walking over to him, my arms up, me so short, needing heels to do this right but I try. Arms around his neck, bare hard nipps on his naked chest. Muscles and nipples. Make me melt.

Leaning up to his ear nibbling, whispering.

Is it you style to make a girl bless the day she was born? and cherish the day she met you?

Kathy

She is so cool. Not fake cool like me and my associates. She hardly bats an eye as I sit, just in a tee shirt I found somewhere in this nut house.

She's got beer, hands me one as she scratches the mutts ears. Thanks. Pause.

I'm a bitch aren't I? it just comes out of me.

Long pause. Jeez run Kathy, run.

No. But you can act like one. Calm, smooth, sipping her Miller.

She flicks me a look. Eyes.

Help me not too?

 

[Kepic]

"~and cherish the day she met you?" Angie finished, after she had wrapped her arms about me. I was glad she did not see my brief pained expression, as she whispered that into my ear.

Could I turn this woman in, if she turned out to be a dope runner? My conscience was struggling with this one.

But... as my hands slipped down her back, my touch feathery light, until they reached the firm swell of her buttocks.

I pulled her closer, lifting her slightly, knowing she was already nearly on the tips of her toes. I could feel her breasts against my chest, her nipples hard. The blood was pumping into my cock, once more.

I pressed my lips to one of her ears, blowing gently as I whispered back "I think we'll both cherish this day..."

 

[angie girl]

Mmmmmm, his back was hard and had scars on it. His towel dropped and he didn’t try to stop it. He was lean and a little tough, maybe way tough. But he wasn’t slamming my little ass down and pumpin away. Not yet anyway Angie. But they all do.

His tongue flooded into my mouth, and I teased and sucked on it, like some small wet prick. He was all fresh and clean from his shower. My fingernails ran up his back, then down to his strong ass. And of course he was getting there, down there, me feeling his dick rubbing along my tummy. Hard and ready.

Guess this will be quick Angie, pretty quick and easy. But why was I hoping it wouldn’t be? Why did I not want that door to ever open?

I guess I’m in trouble, I whispered as he clutched my bare ass, time for a bad girl to put out?

He looked at me in almost anger, but just spun me around, pushed me down on the bed and got on top of me. Ok, Ang give him his payoff. My body opening to him, arms around him, legs spread. So vunerable for him, knowing what he would want.

His face came down to mine. Somehow a gentleness in his eyes.

 

[Kepic]

Marcus

I kissed her first on the forehead, then looked down into her eyes, before kissing her hard on the lips, our tongues quickly entwining, the issue of turning her in forced from my mind now.

But I did not hold the kiss for long, intent on exploring her beautiful body, now we had more privacy together. I slid down her body, planting soft kisses across her delicate skin, and murmuring my appreciation of her body as I went about this voyage of discovery.

I wanted to know every inch of her. I could hear Angie's breathing deepen, and soft sighs escaping from her lips. I caressed and teased her, my fingertips tracing swirling patterns over skin, biting lightly with my teeth, hard enough to pull at her flesh, but not so hard as to leave a mark...

 

[angie girl]

character development?

naked and alone, even in this cheesy bed, his body felt strong but caring...caring? come on Angela, don't fool yourself, he was here at this dump for sumpin just like everyone. But still. The door closed, the sun setting, the room darkening with just you and him.

Those little nibbles on your tummy and hipbones, jeez, his hands rubbing on your round white titties, firm but not hurting. My mind turning in a flash to those two creeps in that other room, and what was gonna go down there, too tough even for you Angie Baby? Yeah, way too. So he had earned this huh? right, cept, ohhhhhhhhhh

His hand down there, sliding between my soft thighs, over my shaved pussy lips until he played with my clitty and my wet puss. My back arched, damn, that was good. Biting my hipbones like tlike. No one had done that, what was that? Pinching a nippy, twisting enough to make me squirm, loving it. Damn, shit. Man my eyes were rolling up and I wasn't fakin it. He knew he had it coming, knew I'd give it for what he did, but, but why not just slam me and jam me? get it over with?

Shit, shit, shit his hands. A finger taking time to slide up inside, god I was wet, deep and then pushing out on my clit from up inside my puss hole. Perfect, perfect. Titty twisting, hard but I want it harder. My hands suddenlt let go, clawing at his bare strong back, scratching like a cat in heat, digging, he moaned, his body heating up as my arms went around him.

Shower or not, now he smelled hot, male and wonderful. Fuck him, put him back in the shower later, now I wanted him smelly and hot, my face dipped under his arm, ok big boy, I can nibble too! Biting under his arm, nipping at him, licking, tasting the hair and sweat that made him a man. Ohhhhhh shit Angela! what was going on?

Oh oh damn! I was just there, so close? no way, no way. His tongue licking down my tummy to my glowing puss slit. One more second and I could cum, cum hard, and for real. Not because I had to, not cause he toll me to.

In a second I bolted straight up, sitting up, knees kicking up and clutching my legs up to my chin. Him shocked, leaning back, confused.

Angie? what? he shakes his confused male head.

My eyes wide. Tears, damn Angela don't show him this! But the tears flowed down my soft cheeks.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I wonder what a chick like that is doing in a joint like this. I sip the beer and eye her, looking anxious, nervous, and little helpless swimming in that large t shirt.

"You're a suit." I say out of the blue, keeping my eyes on the truck.

"Wh-what?"

"Corporate. Upper or middle management used to having people grovel at your feet. A suit."

"Well, yes." She licks her lips, eyeing me.

Someone is walking around the front of the motel casually. Too casually. I don't know him.

"You've never licked a pussy before have you?" I asked, setting my beer down and slipping my hand into the towel. Crap, I'm too far from the truck.

She looked away. "No. I don't do sex."

"I gotta go take care of something. Go get dressed, we're gonna go to the club across the street." I tell her, then saunter toward the truck.

The guy is looking at the bags. I mosey on up, glock in the towel, totally uncaring that I'm bare assed. "Help ya?"

"Nice truck. Yours?"

"Maybe."

"Must be a big dog."

"Yep."

"It's dope. I want some. Gimme a bag or I go to the cops." He hisses suddenly, eyes glazed and locked on the bags.

"Go to the fuckin cops. It's not dope, now beat it."

He lunges at me suddenly, reaching for what he knows I'm hiding in the towel. He's as fast as a rattlesnake and twice as deadly. Probably an H junkie after a quick snort. My leg tangles up in his knees and sends him careening toward the pavement. He screams an unholy shriek that bounces off the walls of the motel. A whack with the butt of the 9mm Glock cuts him off in mid caterwaul. For a junkie, he's heavy. It takes me a while to get him stuffed into the back of the Caddy. Pete and Muggs are sleeping, drool collecting in bodily crevices. Ick.

Glancing around to make sure no one is looking, I head for my room to put some clothes on. I wonder if Kath knows we're going to a dive strip bar.

 

[Kepic]

Marcus

Angie suddenly sat up, pulling her knees up to her chin, tears streaming down her face.

"What?" I said, shocked and surprised at this turn of events, "what's wrong, Angie? Is it me?"

I leant forward, touching a hand to her cheek, brushing away a tear. She looked so innocent, then, naive even, a stark contrast from what I had seen of her behaviour so far.

And I had been considering turning this woman in? My mind was whirling. They say that opposites attract, but... she didn't know I was an 'opposite'. And I didn't think I could tell her. Yet. Damn this job!

"Angie... if I can do anything to help you..."

My voice trailed off, staring into those pretty watering eyes.

[Edited by Kepic on 10-14-2000 at 06:39 AM]

 

[catlover]

frank

since my dinner plans went awash and everyone else had gone their separate ways, i decided that since there were no ferries until tomorrow i might as well go out for a bite. I walked across the street and saw a crummy looking strip joint. In this state they dont allow alcohol in them, but i could get a glass of apple juice and fantacize about it being booze anyway.

So i sat and while my eyes adjusted to the dim lights and my ears got attuned to the loud music, I checked out the stage. A skinny blond was dancing and wrapping herself around a brass pole,and making eyes at the customers. Pretty soon the music stopped and dressed, she came over to offer me a table dance. Still being half blind i deferred, and told her maybe later and awaited the next dance, sipping my drink.