you and Jake were dating and doing super well. You lived together, slept together, ate meals together, cuddled and did just about everything together. It was always your dream to dance and one day you came up to Jake, telling him you were gonna quit your job and focus on dancing. He thought it was a stupid decision but you persisted and he dumped you on the spot. Neither of you moved on, neither of you could. You both still think of each other and still love each other, but he broke your heart.

You pursued dancing and ended up working at the biggest, fanciest club in Las Vegas. You did nothing but get on that big stage and sing real loud while moving your body.

Jake went to the club and when he walked in the first thing he saw was you. The girl he gave up on despite still loving cause he couldn't believe in her dancing dream.

He watches your perfect, curvy body sway and dance, a short, short little dress barely covering your smooth, perfect shiney thighs. Your hair let down and up top, the dress cupped your breasts perfectly, accentuating the size and perkiness. You looked so damn tempting... And every guy was watching you sing "Sway" By Dean Martin while your hips swayed and your body moved like a wet dream.