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Half an hour later, I had a small crowd cheering around the dining table, people trickled into the kitchen from the lounge to see what the commotion was about.
"Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!" They screamed, as I twerked my arse off.
Arabella pushed her way through the crowd. "Ophelia! What are you doing up there? Its not time for our performance, get down from there this instant!" She whisper-yelled.
Like hell I would. As long as I was on that table, Dave couldn't touch me and I didn't care if I danced until all my bones fell off, as long as I survived this night unscarred.
So, I played dumb and yelled back. "What was that Arabella? You want to come up here too?"
Then I pulled her up.
Shock was evident on her face and I knew she wo
