musicankane
I blew a monkey once.
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Mike didn't know how or why he had gotten an invite to Michelle Starling's party. Somehow he had simply been sitting in the library just casually talking with a friend of his about what was going on this weekend. His friend had mentioned Michelle's party and said that Mike should show up. So here he was, in a room filled with Lincoln High's popular and pretty, standing out like a sore thumb if he said so himself.
But the drinks were good. Michelle's parents had apparently left the liquor cabinet open and Michelle had taken a view liberties for her guests. Mike stood against a wall watching people dancing to the loud music that boomed through the house, a drink of something caramel color. It burned when he tasted it, but it left him feeling warm all over. Though he wasn't feeling good enough to dance. For Mike it was better than to be invisible to everyone here and watch the girls move their bodies in all sort of sexy ways, then to try and join in the fun only to be kicked out.
There were a few people here that if they noticed him, they would cause a scene about having him removed from the party. Luckily they were drinking and focused on chasing girls too much to notice him.
At the moment he was watching the cheerleading squad dance together in a little pack, mixing freestyle dance moves with a little bit of the cheer routine to come up with an erotic motion of dance. Mike sipped his drink and tried to keep a eye out for his buddy Steve who should be here, but he couldn't take his eyes away from the dancing girls.
He kind of hoped one of them would be drunk enough to get topless. Better yet, what if one of them got so shitfaced that they came and hit on him? Mike smiled at that thought. Something right out of a movie though, real life didn't work like that. He sipped his drink again and smiled at the dancing girls.
But the drinks were good. Michelle's parents had apparently left the liquor cabinet open and Michelle had taken a view liberties for her guests. Mike stood against a wall watching people dancing to the loud music that boomed through the house, a drink of something caramel color. It burned when he tasted it, but it left him feeling warm all over. Though he wasn't feeling good enough to dance. For Mike it was better than to be invisible to everyone here and watch the girls move their bodies in all sort of sexy ways, then to try and join in the fun only to be kicked out.
There were a few people here that if they noticed him, they would cause a scene about having him removed from the party. Luckily they were drinking and focused on chasing girls too much to notice him.
At the moment he was watching the cheerleading squad dance together in a little pack, mixing freestyle dance moves with a little bit of the cheer routine to come up with an erotic motion of dance. Mike sipped his drink and tried to keep a eye out for his buddy Steve who should be here, but he couldn't take his eyes away from the dancing girls.
He kind of hoped one of them would be drunk enough to get topless. Better yet, what if one of them got so shitfaced that they came and hit on him? Mike smiled at that thought. Something right out of a movie though, real life didn't work like that. He sipped his drink again and smiled at the dancing girls.