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Instead, their feet wove in and out between each other. It reminded me of the way a cat will weave in and out of your ankles. How striking it was, the way they looked into each other’s eyes. Their gaze was locked together, seeing beyond and deep into the other’s face. Their expressions told little of what was going on behind those eyes, but from where I was standing behind the bar I could feel the distinct and deep connection between them. As they danced their breasts and their hips were locked against each other. The one with the shorter skirt had the other’s knee thrust between her legs making this contact both closer and more insistent. It also had the effect of making her skirt ride up her thighs. Behind the bar I found myself gripped by this picture on our intimate dance floor. It was, of course, only natural for me to move over and dim the lights in the main room, switching on the dance floor blue spots at the same time. Within me I felt myself being drawn into. Could he hear it? Did his beat with hers in unison? Ian remained silent. He closed his eyes and smiled. Sara’s voice sounded cute like a little bell around a cat’s neck. Except when she screeched. Sometimes when she laughed, she sounded like a horse. But none of these things mattered when it was the purity in her heart that he loved. ‘The Boss came in today. He’s creepy.’ No reply. ‘A little girl came in with a boy. She said he was her boyfriend and she treated him to two scoops. He was a tomato-head the whole time!’ Still no reply. Sara breathed deeply. ‘Funny how no one’s here today. Usually kids are screaming all over the place.’ She let out a nervous laugh. Why was he being so quiet? Was he mad at her? Did he somehow find out about Kyle and the kiss? No… no way. Sara could just die if he did. But how could she let a relationship start off on a slippery landslide of a lack of trust? Her guilt swallowed her like a remorseless troll gulping down children. ‘Ian…’ ‘Hmm?’ ‘Last night,.
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