A vehicle pulled up to the curb in front of us and the passenger window opened. There was a dark-skinned dude at the steering wheel. He leaned toward us and called out, "Gwendolyn?"
My mom hugged my brother and I briefly and then slid into the back seat of her Uber. We watched his taillights as she drove away into the night. Then the two of us shared our own meaningful gaze. I would give anything to know what he was thinking right then. My body was smoldering with arousal. And need. It had been growing all night long. And I had been seconds away from getting some release on the dance floor! It was frustrating, to be honest.
Another car pulled up to the curb. Once again, the passenger window rolled down and a similarly dark-skinned driver called out, "Theo?"
My brother turned toward me a
