After a few songs, I sat down and sipped my drink. Dean came up behind me and began kissing my neck. I felt really faint all of a sudden. ‘Dean, I t...ink there was something put in my drink because now I don’t feel so good.’ ‘There’s something I need to tell you but I’m not quite sure how to do it,’ he said. ‘Just say it… nothing could change how I feel about you.’ ‘Let’s go back to the hotel, I don’t feel much like partying any more,’ he said, sounding miserable. I couldn’t help feeling bad. It tingled all over. His body wasn’t right as he laid his hand down on her boob. He looked at her as he held it. She smiled at him. He loved that smile of hers too. She nodded as if to say what he was doing was perfect. He felt a little more comfortable as he held her breast in his hand. He left his hand where it was…barely on her tit. And she watched in harmony as it lay there and relaxed itself. “Mmmmmm, it’s been a long, long time,” she said aloud. “What do you mean?” he asked. “Ohhh nothing. But, I could care less about her social life. Hell, she's heard me tell her enough stories about my past to know that I'm a bitch. She sure as hell should have known that if I wanted to go out with her I would have asked her.Instead, she asked me if I ever wondered what it would be like to be with a woman? Please... In a bad year I've probably fucked more women than Paula has in her life, but I didn't tell her that. I told her, "I love guys and fat dicks, not lonely lesbian chicks." What. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—” (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) “—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?” (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice.
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