A vignette

She’s wearing a super short skirt in a gorgeous flowered print, and a red sweater. The sweater and the skirt don’t quite match but her outfit is so fucking hot. She’s everywhere on the dance floor, moving, posing. She loves our eyes on her. She runs her hands through her short blond hair and stares meaningfully into her boyfriend’s eyes. She’s intimidatingly tall, but I want to dance with her anyway, to brush against her red sweater and capture her energy. Yet tonight I’m yours, and I satisfy myself with decorating you at our table, laughing with friends.

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