She released him and gave him ample time to get crouched behind her before she strode onto the floor. Paul carefully pecked at the bottoms of her feet as she went. She stopped in front of some patrons and asked if they were having a good time. Paul guessed the ones she spoke to were collar boys, though he didn’t look to see. He kept his eyes pointed down at Destiny’s feet, ready to kiss should either lift off the floor.
He made it around the room without further punishment. Then Destiny unclipped him so she could cash in on the attention their walk had garnered. Paul sat at the stage and passed out ones and fives, waiting for Destiny to ask him if he would like a dance. More than an hour passed and she didn’t approach. Eventually, she called to him from near the bar where she was sitting
