Hang in the bar a little longer.

You had planned on making the dungeons in the basement your next part of the club to visit. However since Greg and Nicole just took the elevator down you reconsider. Greg would probably believe you had followed him and you do not want to give that infuriating man any encouragement that he could somehow bend you to his will. You order a second martini and decide to wait in the bar a while and then visit the other themed rooms.

Halfway through your drink a fresh couple take the seats next to you and order glasses of wine as the talk. You discretely observe them and listen to their conversation. The couple are two young and very attractive women, a raven haired latina and a platinum blonde. The latina is short haired and wears a tight fitting grey pant suit whilst her blonde companion wears a red plaid microskirt and tied white shirt.

"Of course everyone's staring at you babe." You hear the Latina tell the blonde. "You're drop dead gorgeous."

The latina is correct in that, long shapely legs and big firm breasts are displayed by the blonde's outfit and her face is angelic. You are convinced her looks are the product of a pink pill. A natural woman that beautiful would be used to stares every time she went out. The latina you are not certain about, either she is another pink pill user who has more experiance in her body or possibly the blonde's girlfriend sharing her boyfriend's fantasy.

"Look babe, if you won't take my word then let us ask an impartial judge." The latina tells her friend. "Miss, could you help settle a disagreement please."

This last remark is directed at you and you pretend to only just become aware of the couple. Now you can turn to face the pair and check both girls out more directly. The latin looking woman has beautiful, but strong features with very little make-up. Her flawless complexion is like burnished copper, her hair cut short to just above her neckline. Beneath her tight grey suit she wears no shirt and you see a black push up bra cupping ample breasts. The blonde has a perfect feminine face and eyes of impossibly bright blue.

"Michelle." You introduce yourself, holding out you hand politely. The Latina shakes it and grins, her grip is firm and confident.

"Santana, and this is my amiga Candy." The Latina replies. "My friend, she is a little shy. I keep telling her to relax that everyone here will fall in love with her, but she don't believe me."

"Stand up then girl." You order Candy. "Let me take a look at you."

You turn your gaze to Candy, now absolutely certain that she is here on the pink pills. Her figure is extremely feminine with large firm breasts, toned waist and wide hips. Her make up is subtle, but well applied and she stands gracefully on her six inch heels without tottering at all. Did she practice hard to acheive this as you did you wonder.

"Candy you should listen to Santana." You tell the blonde. "You are angellic. No man, or woman here could help but be attracted to you."

"See babe, did I not tell you." Santana says to her friend. "Even a beautiful woman thinks you are perfect."

Santana puts her hands on Candy's hips and pulls the blonde close and kisses her. Tentative and nervous at first, Candy soon returns the kiss with obvious passion. Unseen by the platinum blonde Santana reaches out her hand to you, inviting you to take it. You lightly grasp Santana's outstretched hand and she tugs gently to lead you in until you are right behind Candy. Santana releases your hand, breaks her kiss and gently cups Candy's chin and turns her head in your direction. You take you cue and lean forward to kiss Candy's full red lips.

"You see Candy, I think Michelle wants you." Santana whispers in Candy's ear.

Candy's sparkling blue eyes go wide with surprise as your lips touch. They are so soft against your own. You begin with soft little kisses, each lasting but a fraction of a second and reach up to stroke Candy's neck with your fingertips. Soon her hesitance fades and each time your lips break contact hers purse and her head moves forward to chase your lips. You kiss her harder, letting your contact linger now. Your free hand slides up the soft flesh of Candy's side and cups one breast. Candy gasps and turns her head to Santana for reassurance and Santana kisses her now.

"I want you both." You say to the girls.