Dance for me baby!
My friends decided to take me out bar hopping, the last night before I moved out of state. I got so trashed that I went over to this cute guy and started flirting with him. He flirted back, and then I asked him if he wanted me to give him a lap dance. He didn’t have to think he grabbed hold of me and said, “Dance for me baby”. I began to grind into the crotch of his pants. We were really getting into it. I also apparently gave the guy my name and number, because he called me the next morning to thank me for the crotch grind. From then on I am the designated driver.
Submitted by Lori Ann
Landlord @ May 3, 2008
