The party was boring. I was sitting on a couch with Vanessa, a good friend. We had been there for almost an hour and a half and really started to get bored. Vanessa and I sat there and talked shit about everything and everyone at the party, how ugly they were, how boring they were, how poorly dressed they were and not least how poor they were. in addition to this the music was dull and the alcohol cheap. (Now that I’m getting older, I can not understand why anyone bothered to be friends with people like us and certainly not why we were invited to parties)
Vanessa and I talked seriously about going, dropping it all, but we had no better place to go either. At least we did not want to go home. Not yet.
Like Lightning from Clear Skies, a good song finally comes from the stereo. Vanessa jumps up, grabs me by the hand and drags me out onto the dance floor. She pushes people away on our way to the center of the dance floor. Out on the floor we start dancing tight and sexy, letting our hands run up and down on each other’s bodies. Almost immediately we start to kiss. I have my tongue deep inside her mouth and I can taste the cheap wine she has been drinking.