Part 1

"Your bodies collided as you moved your feet to the beat. His hands going places, your hands going places, it was a mess. But, it was the dance, it was your mess. You felt his hands slide down your thighs, almost groping your butt. If only you could wear more clothing, it wouldn't be as uncomfortable. While dancing, he would constantly make eye contact. His eyes sharp and quick, it's like your eyes were a magnet."