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Maximus: Have the best time shorty, you deserve to celebrate. xxx

Sean: Wish I was there to see you dancing, do we get a personal show once you get home? xxx

Christian: Glad you are happy, enjoy the night, and be careful. xxx

Jason: Save the last dance for us when you get home, angel. xxx

I smile as I put the phone back into my bag and grab a bottle of champagne.

“Let’s get this party started,” I call as I pop the cork and we all start cheering and looking forward to the night ahead.

28

Jasmine

When you are out with professional dancers you can guarantee that they will spend ninety per cent of the night on the dance floor. Every time we say we’re going to take a break another great song comes on and we stay exactly where we are. On occasion, I get the sensation that I’m being watched, but there again I’m sure I am. I have no doubt that the guys will be accessing the security cameras to check up on me and that I’m behaving myself. Whenever I get the sensation of being watched I swing my hips a little more and try to look as sexy as possible just to mess with them. I’m hoping all will be home by the time I get in as I’m considering giving them their own personal dance, which of course will end in bed with all five of us sweating and satisfied.

I’m just imagining the hot sex with my four daddies when I feel two hands on my hips. The hands tighten and I’m spun around and into the arms of a guy.

“Hi, beautiful.”

I push against his chest as I step out of his arms, being sure to put some space between us. He grins down at me and I can’t help rolling my eyes. He runs his fingers through his blonde hair as he smirks at me. It seems he thinks he’s gods gift to women and he’s really not.

“Please don’t touch me again,” I shout over the music as I turn back to my friends, but he grabs me again in pulls me back to face him.

“Oh come on, you know you want to dance with me,” he says, I lean back as his foul beer breath blows in my face. I push against his chest and step further away from him this time.

“I don’t, now leave me alone.”

I turn to see the girls looking at me, I nod my head towards the booth and we all walk away leaving the guy on the dancefloor. I spot Terry in the shadows frowning as he takes a step towards me, but I shake my head signalling that I don’t need his assistance. He nods once and steps back into place.

“You okay?” Martine asks as she squeezes into the booth, I nod smiling as I sit on the end of the bench and reach for my cocktail.

“Yeah, just giving him time to find another poor cow to drawl over,” I giggle as I finish my drink and press the call bell.

Within moments our waitress Cheryl arrives.

“Hi ladies, what can I get for you all?” she asks.

“Can we have four cocktails please?” I ask smiling at her.

“Of course, I will bring them straight to you,” she says with a wink before disappearing. I sit back in the booth and close my eyes for a moment.

“I think I can get used to being waited on in a club. Do you think you could organise another night in here?” Martine asks as she finishes her drink.

“I can’t see why not, I don’t think we will get away with free drinks every time though,” I laugh, knowing that’s probably a lie. I can’t see the guys ever allowing me to pay for drinks in their clubs.

“Isn’t your twenty-first coming up?” I ask looking to Verity who nods. “Fancy doing this again?” Her face lights up as we start planning her birthday.

We are so deep in conversation that I don’t notice the guy from earlier until he slides onto the booth next to me.

“Hey, there you are,” he grins as he puts his arm around the back of the seat and places my hand on my shoulder. I reach up and remove it.

“Look I’ve done this nicely now I’m telling you. Leave me alone.” I snap at him.

“Oh, come on beautiful I saw the way you were dancing; I know you are desperate for some attention,” he slurs. God this man is a prick and drunk, and I’m getting pissed now.

“Just because a woman is dancing a certain way does not mean she wants a guy’s attention. Now last warning, leave me alone.” I warn as I pick up my purse, planning to dig out my panic alarm.

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