Francesca
Tonight, I was going to make the most of this trip. Giulio was going to have to drag me out of here kicking and screaming.
On the floor, we began to bounce and writhe with the rest of the crowd, pressed against strangers as we stood close together. He didn't try to grind on me, which I was grateful for. Most guys tried to get a feel for each other while dancing, thinking that proximity gave them access to a woman's body.
He will have access to my body soon.
Letting my eyes close, I swayed and tried to forget where I was and why I'd been brought here. For someone who hated cramped spaces, I should have been miserable on the cramped dance floor. But there was something about the music and the anonymity that put me at ease. It felt like freedom.
The songs blended to
