The girls return.

"Holy shit," Ryan muttered under his breath when the three girls reappeared dressed in black miniskirts and halter tops. Emily and Katie were petite, about six inches shorter than Marlissa's six-foot tall stature, so their C-cup breasts looked bigger on their small frames.

"Thank you for the compliment, honey," Marlissa remarked, spinning around to cause her borrowed miniskirt to lift up slightly and showed off more of her long, sleek legs.

"Are we ready to go dancing?" Katie asked chirpily, slipping on her high heels. Emily opened the door and the rest of the group followed her down to the parking lot. Ryan and Marlissa squeezed into the back of Emily's Honda Civic while the two roommates sat up front.

"So what do you do, Katie?" Marlissa wondered as they drove towards the industrial part of town.

"I'm a sophomore studying biology but I work part-time as a sales clerk at Boutique D'Auberge to pay bills," the young blonde answered. "What do you do?"

"I am a housewife," Marlissa replied.

"Really? I thought you were a model!" Katie exclaimed. "You should come down to my store. My boss could probably help you get an agent!"

"Luckily I do need to shop for some new clothes," Marlissa said, turning to Ryan. "Right, honey?" He nodded, knowing that her one green summer dress he bought for her was just a temporary solution.

Emily turned around a corner and they could see flashing lights and lasers bursting through the high windows of an old warehouse. "Here we are! Ravens!" the brunette cheerfully announced.

"I don't dance," Ryan said, climbing out from the back of the Honda Civic. He offered a hand to Marlissa to help her out.

"That is okay, honey," Marlissa said, kissing him on the cheek, "we will dance for you!"

They were greeted at the entrance by a muscular bouncer and Ryan paid for everyone's cover fee. The three girls giddily skipped into the enormous cavern of a dance floor, lit by flashing lights and spinning lasers and echoed the thumping bass of the electronica songs.

Ryan suddenly feeling old, despite being a few years older than Emily and Katie, and stood at the side to watch the three young women move to the beat of the music.