By tacit agreement, they decided to spend the night lightly. They chatted about inconsequential things, occasionally acknowledging someone that Melissa or Nick knew. Before they were aware of it, the party was winding down. Melissa was plastered against Nick on the dance floor, their bodies easily swaying to the soft, slow dance. Nick’s warm hand was softly rubbing along her spine, up to her neck, and back. The band announced the final song of the evening and Melissa looked up at Nick. Read the rest of this entry
Before Nick could do more than turn, Melissa was pulled up from the picnic table and enveloped in a perfumed whirlwind. A tall, attractive blonde in a white lab coat was hugging Melissa, who patted the back of her friend with a sardonic expression on her face. Read the rest of this entry
I love this picture! Not only for the petulant expression on Manager Kang’s face, but her outfit, some type of glittery leather bustier that makes her looked like she’s ready for a Viking invasion. And yet, the person she perceives as the enemy is in a nice neutral silk blend. Who will win? Stay tuned!