I didn't miss the double entendre. I thanked him and moved away, blushing, as I drank the fruity mixture, which, to my surprise, was rather tasty. The girls began dancing, dragging me onto the floor with them. I began dancing - or attempted to - but I was lousy at it. While they all seemed to be smooth and seductive rubbing against one another on the dance floor, I was certain I looked like a hippo with two left feet trying to figure it out on the dance floor.
As I stood there, unsure of what to do, my eyes fell on the DJ booth. And that’s when I saw him. James Williams. My brother's best friend. He was working the booth, focusing on what he was doing – except when someone walked over and talked to him. A beautiful Asian girl walked over to him and handed him some cash. He handed her some
