to deny it

Ive got to cleanse myself

of all these lies till Im good

enough for him

so Im beggin you before it ends

just tell me where to begin.

I wasnt the only one feeling this way. When I opened my eyed finally the whole crowd seemed to be locked into this erotic trance where everything moved slowly and everyone was ***** and sure of themselves. Fiona had it, whatever the song meant, she was doin something. So I didnt feel too weird about relaxing into Bettes arms when she finally turned me around to face her. At the time it seemed like the right thing to do to put my head on her shoulder and let her lead the rest of the song. It only got worse or better after that. A faster song came on, that was good, but it required some close dancing that I dont think I was drunk enough to do with someone I called an ***** an hour ago.

“Youre not afraid of me, are you Tina?” She said reading my mind. But God the way she said Tina, low, slow all the while looking into my eyes.

“Of you, never.” Ok that was a little weak but its the best I could come up with.

“I told Eric I would protect you from them.” She said pointing to the crowd .

“Funny, it seemed that Alice had to protect you from the same type of crowd a little while ago.”

“That was more for her than me, trust me.” Whats thats supposed to mean, I wonder. “I promise I wont bite. I know youre straight. And I know you like my brother.” Ok thats good that we established some boundaries, bad because in my state Im really craving a human touch and hers is just right.

10… kiss me on the lips

9… run your fingers though my hair.

8… touch me slooowly

So we did as the song instructed. She touched me and I sighed. I thanked her by facing away from her and grinding my ***** into her. She didnt expect it from her facial expression. But the song had me going. Grace is so going to kill me if she sees this. This is not getting information on Bette Porter. This is submitting an application to Bette to ***** me. I need to back off. I just cant. Its not because she got one hand around my hip and was joining me on what can described as ***** on the dance floor its that for the first time I dont want to break away from this public display of erotic behavior.