A young man kept bumping into Jackie's rear as he hopped around wildly with his girlfriend. She found it annoying but didn't want to come across as a diva, so she just put up with it and moved with the crowd.
*Oh, Gawd! I can't do this anymore!*
It only got worse -- Arno began to grind his hips against her, snapping his fingers and gyrating like he was performing the tango. He had that intense expression of a Latin lover on his face, and she could almost imagine him biting the stalk of a rose between his teeth. He then placed his hands on her waist, grooving rhythmically to the beat.
She took a deep breath, feeling overwhelmed by his suffocating presence.
*That's it! I'm too old for this clubbing s**t… I've gotta find a way out of here!*
She smiled apologetically, fanning her hand to
