Let's dance!

"Let's dance," you suggest. Most of the girls are uncertain, and Rebecca's kind of uptight at first, but you and Carolyn manage to herd them onto the dance floor and start to boogie. Your command to Rebecca's working nicely. The more she dances the better she feels, and soon she's grinding into Moira. The redhead disengages with a nervous laugh. "Rebecca, what's gotten into you?" She asks.

"Don't you think it's an improvement?" you ask with a laugh, but you put the **** of command behind all but the first word.

Moira relaxes a bit. "Yeah," she agrees, "Becky does need to loosen up a bit. Just maybe not QUITE that much... or at least, pick a better partner." Rebecca's now dancing with Carolyn, who seems much more comfortable with the whole thing.

Moira still needs work. "So, what was it like, dancing with another woman like that?" you ask. "I know guys think it feels good to have a woman's body pressed against you -- well, not these guys, obviously, but most of them -- but do you get the appeal?"

"Not really," Moira replies, but you smile. She will now. You pretend someone bumped into you and "lose your balance," falling into her arms. Her sudden blush and heavier breathing tell you that the last command embedded in your leading question has taken root. She takes a moment longer than she should to help you right yourself. Excellent. Time for phase two.

"Maybe we should move on," you suggest, and are pleased to see Rebecca looks disappointed. The others agree. Now, where to next? A bit more bar-hopping, or over to Moira's to try to seal the deal? Or maybe even back to your -- Cyndi's -- apartment to add your roommate to the fun?