Lounge Act Lyrics Novels & Stories

"Where's my sugar, sugar, sugar baby?! Sugar, sugar, sugar, give it all to me! Don't care if you have anotha Kiss me like your real lova! Sugar, sugar, sugar I wanna bathe in your love Deceive me Make me think I'm the only one! Suuugar! Lie to me! Lie to me! Make me feel loved Otherwise. if. I. find. out Your Lova find you missing!" The lunch lady's seductive dancing drew in a small crowd of laughers. "That was Pop Sic's Sugar-Like Addiction. That was unfair of me. Sorry. But thank you Lunch lady-san for your performance."

Chase asks, sitting up straighter. I tilt my head, straining my ears. I can hear the beat, the rough drumming that sounds like it's straight out of a horror film. The singer starts, his gravelly, smoke-filled voice further aggravating the spidery feeling on my arms, but I can't hear the lyrics over the roaring crowd. I shake my head. "Hell Broke Luce." I frown. "Tom Waits? They play it all the time in the barracks. Most metal non-metal song you'll ever hear."

Confirming the prior action, Luke nods. “Por pabor… the music would now turn in mellow,” he speaks up then the audiences goes out from the dance floor when the music is now turning soft and sweet. A classic 80’s love song is playing. Some are couples are on the dance floor—embracing each other to the beat. Luke is blushing when looking at the face of Dylan. “Baila mi amigo.” He taps the shoulder of Luke then he stands up clearing his throat. Dylan is dumbfounded when seeing his grey eyes gazing so sweetly.

He was so close that I could even see the tiny little mole on his knuckle. Nervous, I held my breath and squeezed my eyes shut. I didn't want to watch them have sex. Unfortunately, the lack of visuals just made Xavier's muffled groans louder in my head. "Shelly, my beloved." I had to be losing my mind to think that he was calling my name. Memories came flooding back into my head. We'd done the same thing, in the same place, in the same position. Now, the woman he was kissing wasn't me.