My Dominating Apollo
Lydia yelled while grabbing our hands and pulling us over to the dance floor.
We began dancing like mad ones, not caring about anything in our drunken state moving our bodies, shaking our hips in a sexy way attracting every single man on the dance floor. The music is all nineteen nineties but we're dancing like it's jive, twisting, turning, holding hands as we change sides. We're all grins, we look like idiots and we don't care. Inside we're just happy, happy, and more alive than we can ever be. I feel the part of me that's really me comes out to play, to feel the vibe of the music, and let my body go free. I notice a blonde guy moving closer towards Lydia from her behind while dancing and m
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