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Dancin’ Fools
“Look at that,” Shane gestured, pointing at Dana, who was now shaking her ***** in time to the movement of her *****.
“Okay, you’re right,” Carmen said quickly.
Shane and Carmen broke away from the group and approached Dana carefully, mainly because they were afraid of being hit by her flailing limbs. “All right, Dane. I think it’s time to call it a night,” Shane said, taking one of Dana’s thrashing arms gently.
Dana pulled away. “Why? I’m just getting’ started!”
“Dana, it’s getting late and you have that, um, thing tomorrow,” Carmen lied.
Dana scowled. “What are you talking about? What thing?”
“Oh yeah,” Shane said suddenly, grinning. “You know – that thing.”
Dana looked truly confused and stopped her dance to ponder what thing she might be forgetting. Mumbling to herself, she stared into space a moment. “Nope,” she said suddenly. “I’m lyin’ to you. I mean, you’re lyin’ to me.” She looked triumphant.
Carmen sighed. “Dana, you should really go home and get to bed and sleep this off.”
“No,” Dana insisted stubbornly, moving her arms above her head with wide swoops that didn’t come close to matching the beat of the song. “I miss Alice, damn it. I want my Alice. I’m not gonna go home till she’s there. I’m upset, so just leave me alone. Alice had to miss my party!”
Shane and Carmen were about to call in reinforcements when someone spoke from behind them. “No, she didn’t,” a voice said softly.
Dana immediately stopped her dancing and spun around. “Alice!” she screamed, pitching forward and practically falling off-balance into Alice’s arms. “But wait a minute. You’re in Santa Barbara.”
Alice smiled and pushed a stray lock of hair out of Dana’s face. “Not anymore I’m not. I couldn’t miss my baby’s party.”
“It’s you! It’s really you!” Dana exclaimed, her words slurring slightly. “Look, everybody! It’s Alice! My Alice!” She clumsily ran a hand down the side of Alice’s face.
“Honey, I think you’re all partied out,” Alice said gently, pulling Dana toward their friends. “Let’s get you home.”
“We’re gonna go home and have *****,” Dana told everyone in a loud whisper. “Naked.”
Bette began laughing. “That’s usually how people tend to do it.”
Dana frowned. “Aren’t we, Al? Gonna go home and have ***** naked?”
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(51 votes, average: 3.65 out of 5)
i truly needed that and it was fantastic. I love how well you wrote the both of them and i must say i would love to read more like this.
dude i love your stories! this one reminded me of the notebook a little but with a lesbian and better twist! hahaha keep writing!
Very sweet! I laughed & cried!!!
Really sweet! Enjoying all of your stories.
Awwhh, wow that was so good. I was giggling through out i love drunken Dana. Oh my dancing in the rain is so romantic and sweet, i loved it.
Love how Alice isn’t getting in trouble all the time. Love how gently she can be and how she loves Dana. Beside they are getting naked tonight Thanks
great story, so cute and so funny.
that was great and so funny I love it please post soon
LOL I’m actually in a hurry but I saw the title Dancing Fools and all I could think of was the drunken Dana dance so I just had to read. And I was not dissapointed lol, this was beautifully. I’m a huge sucker for romantic moments in the rain, love this to death.
LOL I’m actually in a hurry but I saw the title Dancing Fools and all I could think of was the drunken Dana dance so I just had to read. And I was not dissapointed lol, this was beautifully. I’m a huge sucker for romantic moments in the rain, love this to death.
LOL I’m actually in a hurry but I saw the title Dancing Fools and all I could think of was the drunken Dana dance so I just had to read. And I was not dissapointed lol, this was beautifully. I’m a huge sucker for romantic moments in the rain, love this to death.
“We’re gonna go home and have sex, … “Naked.”
I love a drunk Dana