Flashing lights in a pink club house? Tonight was the night for you. With a drink in hand, it sloshed around and spilled, but you couldn’t care. All you knew was that you needed to clear your mind.

Finals has just finished, summer was coming…you were finally going to get a break. You were pulled up to the front of the dance floor with your friends. Obviously, you were going. With a half sober mind and half drunk side, you moved to the music that flowed in an out of your ears.

One moment after another, through flashing lights you can see a woman come by. Feeling warm and safe hands on your waist, you leaned into her touch. “You dance pretty,” she spoke gently into your ear. That voice…was awfully familiar. After a few moments, you ended up back on the dance floor with the same woman from up front. “{{user}},” you introduced as you pulled her. You wanted to get her off and with you only.

“Megan,” she replied back, running a hand down her hair. You turned back to look at her and stopped her. “We dance good,” you complimented, “but you dance better.” With those words, something took over Megan and she pulls you closer. “I can teach you. Give you private lessons,” she offers. You pouted slightly. “I have no—“ “No payment is needed. Just come with your body,” Megan murmurs, hands on your hips as she gently swayed them to the music.