A fit blonde that you’ve met before

You stare back at the blonde, the beat in your ears throbbing and short-circuiting your memory, until it clicks.

{if Ashley > 5} “Ashley… Ashley, the Kale Striker!” you scream above the music, a wide smile crossing your face. {else} “You’re… you were the striker on the Kale team, the real hot one!” you scream above the music, the words slipping out of your mouth before you can help yourself.

“The name’s Ashley,” she yells back.

Ashley Wright
{endif}

“I thought you might remember me,” she smiles.

“Oh shit, you were a real fox,” Valentine laughs, pointing at Ashley. “Double entendre fully intended.”

“What are you doing out here?” you ask.

“Dancing, duh,” Ashley laughs, flipping her hair back as she does some sort of shoulder wiggle that gets you thinking about the skin under her dress.

“Duh-huh,” Val says, giving you a look.

The two girls stare at each other and burst out laughing. Val matches Ashley’s dance, the two of them grooving against one another for a moment. Hot.

“I mean, it’s a weeknight, don’t you have classes?” you ask, amending your last question.

“Don’t you?” Ashley shrugs. “Your school’s supposed to be more of a hardass, so I hear.”

“Point taken,” you say.

“So stop talking and start dancing with us,” she laughs, extending a hand.

You take it, and she pulls you into her groove with Val. The three of you form a small circle, closing off the rest of the masses raving around you, and sink real deep into the music. You’ve never been much of a good dancer. Thank God there’s **** running through your veins right now, because there’s no way you could be busting this many stupid moves in front of other human beings right now otherwise, no less in front of two ladies as hot as these. You intend to do everything you can to keep them with you tonight. Other girls might catch your eye with slutty outfits or hot bodies, but everybody’s moving so fast that they’re there one moment and gone the next. There’s no reason to give them any real attention.

It’s a miracle that you’ve kept theirs. Over the course of the next couple of songs, a guy or two tries to swoop in and snag one of the ladies away from you. Valentine laughs in their faces, grinding her ass into you and Ashley, making it clear who she wants to party with. Ashley at least gives them a chance, teasing the men with a beat or two of the dance, before turning her back on them and giving you and Val her full attention. It’s hard to ignore the stares from the jealous guys. It makes you feel like the king of the world.

You dance your way across the club floor, sometimes briefly mingling with bigger groups, mostly sticking to Ashley and Val. You learn to dance in real close quarters with the girls, your arm rubbing up against their waist, then their asses as you grow more daring, and their hands find your thighs, your groin, all brief brushes but electric nonetheless. You can sense the magic in the air. If something’s going to happen tonight, you should make a move.

The only question is… who will you make your move on?

Ashley +50
Valentine +15