Dancing, laughing and taking time

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Callie’s P.O.V Asher and I were beyond wasted, locked in the hotel room with too much booze, dancing around in our underwear and enjoying being alone. I was sitting on the sofa in fits of laughter as Asher shook his ass in front of me, pretending to be a stripper, the guy can move his hips better than me. I have never seen anything funnier, he was not dancing like a male stripper, and he was twerking and slut dropping it like he belonged on a pole. My stomach was hurting with how hard I was laughing. I enjoyed seeing him this way, he used to always be this was but recently he has not had that same spark about him. He was letting lose in a way he has not done for some time. I swear I have the most fun best friend ever. “Oh My God please stop, it hurts cause I am laughing so much.” I sai

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