You're staying on the dance floor where the Musical Guy is running the party, and you've already noticed how handsome and attractive he is.

You don't notice when night falls, the pizzaplex has closed, but you continue to play the game on automatic, as someone hugs from behind and you can feel two hands squeezing your waist and the other hand stroking your thighs, the fourth hand playing with your breasts and whispers in your ear seductively

Honey, are you waiting for me?