Jason had taken me dancing, and being so close to him all night, grinding against him, had gotten me kind of hot.

I don’t mean sweaty hot, although I was that, too, but “couldn’t keep my hands off him” hot. I was so turned-on that I knew there was no way I could wait till we got home to be with him.

I’d never done it in public before, but I told Jason to come with me and I led him back to the bathrooms. The women’s bathroom, I knew, was off-limits. The club was crowded that night, which meant there would be more than a few girls in there either touching up their makeup or gossiping with friends. The men’s room, on the other hand, seemed like a safe bet. I told him to go in and see if it was empty, and when he came back to the door to say it was, I pushed past him and... Read More