**2:00 – Alice’s place**

“Hey Porter, wake up. You have to get ready”

“mmhm… in a minute…” Mumbled Bette, still half asleep

“No, NOW!” With that, sh pulled Bette’s feet dragging her out of bed

“(Now fully awake grabbing the headboard with all her strenght)What the fuck Alice? Let go of me!(shaking her leg) Oh..Oh… where the fuck did you get all that strenght from? Oh…let me fucking go!… shit!!” She yelled as she lost her grip on the headboard and they both landed on the floor. They both bursted out laughing

after a few minutes, they boh stood up.

“Ok, let’s go now”

“Fine… you bitch”

“Not your bitch anyway” said Alice as she walked to the door

**Bette’s house**

Bette took a shower and changed into her blue jogging pants and a white T-shirt, with blue and white trainers too; while Alice ordered food. She got out of her bedroom with a sportsbag and made her way to the kitchen, where Alice had ordered some burritos

“You got to be kidding me!”Latin America isn’t just Mexico, you know?There is also Colombia, Venezuela, Honduras…”

“Yeah, but try to find cuban food. I mean, if you want,we could bring colombian coffee in a burro but-”

“I got it, Alice. Let’s eat, ok?”

“So tell me… about this place, where is it? Is the teacher a hottie? Are we-”

“It’s called ‘wawanc’ or something like that and I don’t know how does she look”

“(rolling her eyes)Fine” What else? Are we learning how to dance Lambada?”

(Laughing) I don’t think so, but some salsa, some mambo, a thing called merengue or something like that… oh1 and some brazilian music. I know how you love it”

“Cool1 Have you seen the hotties who dance it? Those chicks really know their business, huh? I’ve seen some bold and nasty moves there! Just what Dr. Alice P. ordered”

“Sure, Dr. Alice Perv. Ok, let’s get out of here”

They both finished and left in the SAAB

**Wawanc dance Studio – 4pm**

Lesson 1 was about to begin. It was a large room, with wooden floor and mirrors in all the walls from the floor to the ceiling. In front of the door, what would be the front, there was a sort of stage, where was the complicated stereo, some CD’s, and a handsfree microphone. Thre were 8 people, including Ms. Porter and Ms Pieszecki waiting for the teacher. All were spread across the room, when she made her appearance through the door frame. A 5 foot 6 suntanned, dark haired walked to the ‘stage’ slowly, carrying a large sportsbag. All the students were on awe. She hadn’t said a word yet, but you knew she was the teacher either because of her confident sensuous walking, with a soft but sensuous strut, or because of her taut, toned body. Owner of a disarming smile and sparkling black eyes, she started talking.