Hear comes the rain again oozed out of the speakers and through the lounge room where the girls were now dancing. Any Lennox‘s words causing a hypnotic spell. Shane lead the dance, her arms wrapped around Jenny’s waist, neither one giving a second thought to their lovers. Jenny moved her body against Shane’s as though they were in bed, writhing against each other furiously with their clothes on. “God this feels weird,” Jenny whispered. Shane closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of Jenny’s rhythm against her body. “Jenny, is this meant to feel so good,” Shane couldn’t believe what she’d just said. Jenny became dizzy from the alcohol, but the attraction was taking hold. “I don’t know, but it does.” The two friends were close to crossing the line, their hands caressing places they knew were out of bounds. Shane opened her eyes and looked at Jenny, her eyes were still closed and she was licking her lips uncontrollably. “Jenny,” Shane whispered in a deep voice, almost masquerading as a moan. “What is it?” Jenny opened her eyes. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” Jenny turned her back to Shane, placing her friends’ hands on her chest. “I know, we should definitely stop.” Shane let out an involuntary groan, the feel of Jenny’s breasts turning her on.

Jenny began to move her ass so it was grinding between Shane’s legs. This is so wrong, Shane thought, but couldn’t resist. The insistant rhythm of Sweet Dreams intoxicated Jenny’s body, prompting her to undress. Shane sat back onto the couch, watching as Jenny began her merciless strip tease. Shane watched in awe, Jenny’s hair whipped around her shoulders each time she removed a piece of clothing. Jenny enjoyed the expression on Shane’s face, it was so sexy.  “Jenny, I think you should just put your clothes on,” Jenny laughed as Shane made an attempt at protesting. “Do you really want me to stop?” Jenny wrapped her legs around Shane’s waist and began to grind slowly against her friends body. “I mean, it’s not like we’ve even kissed.” Jenny’s words were taunting and Shane knew it was some sort of manipulation. “Get off me Jenny,” Shane’s defiance not convincing. Jenny placed a finger to Shane’s lips, “If you want me to get off, make me.”